"Why are you laughing?"
Sofia asked, tilting her head.
Under the combined gazes of everyone in the room, Lyra froze mid-chuckle, caught like a thief in moonlight.
"Oh, uh… it's nothing."
What followed was a detailed recounting of the events that had unfolded. Every moment was laid bare—no omissions, no hesitations.
From how the entire Von Heim younger generation had stood to oppose him, to the stunned reactions of the onlookers, every fragment was laid out with journalistic precision.
It made the retelling feel long, unbelievably so.
Then they reached the part where Lugh released his magical pressure.
In the Von Heim Library, Sylvera read aloud, her fingers tracing the article as her voice carried through the chamber:
What followed defied easy explanation. Lugh unleashed his magical aura. This seasoned Anchor-level correspondent can attest: the pressure was suffocating.
