The common room was deathly silent as the overwhelming presence blanketed everything and everyone in its suffocating embrace. Violet, truly incensed by that rude humans words was very tempted to kill him, it was only due to Luna swiftly grabbing her wrist and shaking her head that Violet stayed her hand.
Still, even though she would not kill the man didn't mean that she couldn't showcase exactly how displease she was by the man's words. A predatory smirk spread across her face as the cadence of her presence shifted subtly.
No longer did the other patrons feel overly oppressed, they still felt the power behind the presence but were no longer negatively effected by it, well other than the primal fear that refused to go away now they knew that a true predictor was holding a metaphorical sword against their necks.
