Lyria's entire body went rigid.
For a brief moment, she simply stared at her own raised hand as if she couldn't believe Aurora had exposed it in front of everyone. Then panic exploded inside her.
"Let go of me!"
She immediately began struggling, twisting her wrist and trying to yank her hand free from Aurora's grasp. Unfortunately for her, Aurora's hold didn't budge in the slightest. Despite using only one hand, she held her firmly. The difference in strength was shocking.
Lyria pulled harder, but Aurora didn't move. She twisted, but Aurora didn't loosen her grip.
The more Lyria struggled, the more obvious her panic became. Meanwhile, Aurora calmly kept her hand raised high enough for everyone to see. The red, blistered skin covering several fingers was impossible to miss now.
