Her hand had been strongly pushed away by a violent flick from Theressa. And the heat from its impact immediately became visible to anyone's eye.
It had truly been unexpected.
The unnoticeable sound Marianne essentially ruled had made it so none of the men could react in time… Almost. For one did intend to react, yet hurtfully restrained from it. Aware that his force would unable Theressa's permanent use of her revolting hand, and consequently would harm a future with his beloved.
'..... My Lady's… hand.' — Enormously enraged by having to restrain his deathly force to the point she would be hit... Zeleskiaz… Broke his hand's little finger, instead of Theressa's limb. For the rage could not be held back without provoking injury.
Infuriation summoned the hazardous red, that one thirsty of blood in his eyes, that at this time sowed unbelievable hatred towards the Lady's capricious Sister.
"...."
