Seleria sat across from Katrina. A coffee table stood between them, and the crimson princess placed a metallic spoon in front of her opponent.
"What are you plotting?" Katrina raised an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing extraordinary," Seleria whispered almost imperceptibly, "electrosweeper".
"WHAT?" Katrina gasped, and the spoon was drawn to her like a magnet.
Taking out a second spoon and placing it half a meter away, the crimson princess said, "Don't worry, don't worry, lightning-headed one."
She deliberately provoked her. Katrina's face twitched slightly, and the new spoon was drawn to her.
"Now it's clear. In your normal state, your field extends no more than a meter. But when you're angry, it constantly expands. Of course, it doesn't affect me, but other novices should stay away from you."
"Why doesn't it affect you?"
"A trade secret. Maybe I'll tell you someday," the crimson princess teased GM, adding, "Now I understand why you spent so long in the castle."
Katrina swallowed her resentment and didn't object, whether out of fear or embarrassment, no one knew.