"It was not a suggestion.
It was an order.
Summon back all your subordinates and seal Yrniel."
Faustina spoke in a tone that left no space for defiance. The pressure coming out of her body was fierce and heavy, the pressure wasn't specifically targeting anyone, however, coming from a Progenitor, even Vyriana wasn't immune to it and felt like she would fall any moment.
The only reason she didn't was because her pride didn't allow her to. She couldn't fall, not when she wasn't even targeted. Her warrior's pride didn't allow her to bear such disrespect.
Aeliana, looking into the Progenitor's eyes froze for a moment, her red eyes stared right into Faustina's blue eyes, unlike what many would expect, there were no traces of fear in her eyes, she seemed like she was thinking something and in the end,
"I understand. I should have thought this through."
The Vampire spoke.
