Chapter 363: The Elder’s Prestige
The air seemed to have frozen.
Everyone stared in shock at Elize. Even Hex couldn’t believe his ears.
’She has done it now.’
It didn’t matter whether he trusted her or not. The fact that she didn’t allow these Elders to do as they liked, earned his respect.
"You dare?!" Elder Marcela shrieked. "I am an Elder. An Elder. I have the power to strip your Blessings from you!"
Hex didn’t know how she would do something like that. But Jonathan flinched.
’She isn’t bluffing then,’ Hex concluded. Sensing a surge of energy, he looked up in shock.
’No, she wouldn’t.’
But she did. Light burst out her body and flew toward the Elder. The speed of the stream couldn’t be followed by the naked eye.
One moment, a burst occurred and the next moment Elder Marcella screamed in pain. Hex moved his head with a start. The elder fell on her knees, screaming in agony. Her once-regal clothes appeared scorched, with charred holes and smouldering fringes. The revealed skin was full of blisters and burn marks.
"Lady Elize!" barked the Enlightened Knight among the guards. His shock, fear, and indignation were on full display. "Don’t overstep your boundaries. You have hurt an Elder. Irrespective of your might and post, you are to be detained and put on trial."