"Zenith! Hold on!" Hydrocity urgently called out, landing on the ground outside and swiftly lowering a dozen other employees to safety, all held by the invisible grasp of the water inside them.
Zenith narrowed her eyes, casting a stern gaze down at the woman on the ground. Mrs. Hive cowered in terror, visibly outmatched in every way, her body drenched in sweat from the intense heat radiating from Zenith.
Hydrocity rushed over to the charred welcome desk, snow emanating from him as he endeavored to cool down the room.
"She's defeated! It's all over…" he declared, moving closer to Zenith's side as she too began to calm down. The temperature in the lobby gradually returned to normal.
"Surrender, Mrs. Hive," Zenith demanded, her voice firm. "There's nothing to be gained from resisting."
Mrs. Hive realized the futility of her situation, raising her hands in surrender. Tears streamed down her face, smudging her once-perfect makeup.
