"Watch it, Miss Daria," Erik said with a frown, "I did not bring you here to raise your voice at the Lordess and definitely not to accuse her."
Daria waved her hand in his direction without doing him the courtesy of facing him,
"You keep quiet. This is about things you don't understand," she said before her words became directed at Frida, "As for you, Heh, you insult Arcanists but learn our ways?"
Frida smirked with the golden glow on her hand reflecting off her smooth skin and giving her an ethereal hue,
"These are not your ways, Arcanist," she said.
"What a lie!" Daria insisted, "You're using-"
"Purity," Frida interrupted to say, "Now quiet, it's happening..."
"Evian," Daria called urgently, "Take your finger away from her hand right now!"
Evian said nothing. He kept his eyes focused on the spot where his finger touched Frida's hand. He could pull away if he wanted to but there was really no need. The deed was done.