Enel turned sharply to Perseus, his tone calm yet commanding. "Release your Greater Demon aura. It'll send a strong message to our uninvited guest and buy us the time we need."
Perseus hesitated, his usually confident expression replaced with concern. "Enel, if I release my aura here, it'll be catastrophic. The civilians in the city—my level of power will radiate through them like poison. It'll kill the weaker ones and cripple the rest."
Enel frowned, considering the weight of Perseus's words. He hated to admit it, but Perseus was right. His aura was too volatile for the confined safety of the city's walls. With a frustrated sigh, Enel unclasped the bracelet on his arm, the one Victor had given him to assert dominance as the alpha and controller of the city. Holding it for a moment, he muttered, "Let's see how well this works."
