Anger flashed deep within her eyes when her big brother who had lent her a helping hand during her most desperate times and had been so nice to her and her clansmen, was looked down upon by someone they had just met.
How could she just take it lying down? Stomping her foot, she pointed at Balsa and angrily declared "Don't look down on my big brother. He is tens… no hundreds of times more stronger than any of you. I don't need you all to protect me... just my big brother is enough".
Her angry face wouldn't even be able to scare off a mosquito. It doesn't matter if she was a Forest Spring Royal Spirit, in the end, she was just a five years old girl.
A child was always honest and upfront with their emotions, the same goes for Cecilia.
