June was aware that the power to tamper with someone's emotions is possible. There was probably no better than her to know it. She was a mind mage. Emotion manipulations, compulsion, mind reading all these were her powers, not that she had used any of them in the last twenty years on anyone else but herself.
Yet, when Warden told her that someone was tampering with his emotions, she could only blurt out, "What?"
Warden did not reply, as even standing straight became a challenge under the pressure. While June's eyes moved towards the unfamiliar people in the room, she could not help but turn to the demure, frail figure behind Torin Walt.
Is he the culprit? She questioned and let her mental awareness flow in the room.
Immediately, she caught on to something a wisp of mental energy, the primal kind that used to riot: rage, fury, and all raw emotions. It was so thin that it disappeared into that demure figure before she could even latch on to it.
