Oriana noticed that Draven had stepped forward and closed his eyes. Internally, she scoffed at his stupidity for closing his eyes in front of someone who was trying to kill him. This made things easier for her, as she was more than willing to get rid of him and Rhea. Oriana raised her sword, ready to attack again, but Cal hurriedly stood in front of her to stop her. Before Cal could even form a sentence, he suddenly felt a shift in the atmosphere.
A chill ran down Cal's spine as he turned around and saw the building shaking, as if it was about to collapse. Everyone became alert as they witnessed chairs and tables in the eatery levitating, and plates and bowls shattering. The rooftop was torn away.
Without warning, ice blades appeared in front of each of the fire controllers. One wrong move and they would be stabbed to death. None of them dared to move as the blades pointed at their chests. The atmosphere grew frigid and icy.
