Butting Heads

"So what if you are a High Witch?! So what if you are the Grand Inquisitor?! It doesn't give you the right to make light of my daughter's death! You don't have any children! You don't know what it's like to lose one! Being able to make more doesn't make one any less precious!"

As Istana Gleriath roared furiously, her mana churned quickly and transformed into a great flame that threatened to swallow everything.

Within moments, a great blazing sphere of scorching-hot flames loomed over everyone in the outer courtyard, causing the surrounding temperature to rise.

Istana Gleriath didn't hesitate to shoot the great blazing sphere at Ember Killian once its power peaked.

"Lord Gleriath, you are mad! How dare you raise your hand against the Grand Inquisitor!" one of Ember Killian's people shouted with anger and fear as the great ball of flame descended upon them.