"Stand down this instant."
The voice descended from above the staircase once again. Though it sounded calm, gentle, and deliberate even—it still reached Hiro's ears before the pressure could touch him.
Like a protective amulet, the voice lingered in the air and around his body, rendering the overwhelming pressure useless.
Hiro narrowed his eyes.
This woman had reached a realm where she no longer needed any secret arts or techniques to exhibit meticulous control over her energy. In a sense, as long as the intended ability wasn't too overbearing, she could create it on the spot.
Hiro was no longer certain whether she was a Tire-4 standard or stronger than this.
The voice continued. "Introduce yourself in your capacity as an official, little guy."
