Looking at the bundle of fire that had suddenly appeared in her mental scape after she uttered those words, Istrabell could not help but be stunned.
She hadn't thought much about what she was saying—and certainly hadn't expected something like this to happen, it juts happened so suddenly that she did not know how it eveh happened in the first place.
All she felt was a spear pierce through her and sharp pain that followed it afterwards.
The pain itself was far worse than what she had felt when the chains had first burrowed into her body, yet it couldn't compare to the trauma they had left behind.
That experience had been deeply revolting—so much so that even if this new pain were ten times worse, it could never replace the horror of those chains.
This pain, though severe, felt… reachable. It came with hot, burning vengeance and resentment aimed toward her. And still, she could feel something natural in it. It did not feel artificial, wrong, or forced.
