To most of the people, the mystical powers were something foreign, something fearful.
Even for the faint white brilliance that was filled with compassion and holiness, it was the same because the scene was built on top of a dozen fallen attendants.
As the employers of the attendants, the parents knew how strong the people they hired were. Each and every one of them could casually take out 3 to 5 big hunks and 1 or 2 among them could even fight 10 at once.
However, all the allegedly strong attendants fell with the blink of an eye.
The rage from the parents was real but the scene that happened before their eyes was like a cold bucket of water poured down on them, forcing them to halt their steps.
Each of them looked at Kieran with anxiety and doubt, especially the parent who led the charge at first, the rage that lingered on his face and the newly added astonishment intertwined, showing an extremely weird look.
Your wish is my command!