Nusayel continued. "Don't get me wrong. You are indeed capable of protecting yourself and your friend; however, it won't work here, not now. Because the resonance winds outside will disrupt all aura flows—especially spatial frequencies. Your portal could collapse mid-transit, or worse, tear open unpredictably." His gaze bore into the silver-haired youth. "That power could become your death sentence out there."
He then exhaled sharply through his nose, the blizzard's growing howl pressing against Eclipse Keep's ancient stones like a living thing. Time was slipping away, and every moment spent arguing was a moment lost.
The silver-haired youth met his gaze unflinchingly. "I understand your concern, Lord Luthaire. But I assure you—my control is precise. And even if I refrain from spatial techniques, I am far from helpless."
