Ancient Fury (Part 1)
A wave of Tyris' hand cleared the sky while her mere gaze was enough to disperse the energy that was building up in the tidal wave and restore the shoreline. As she walked outside the barrier, the cold gale turned into a gentle spring breeze and the air warmed up.
"If you have something to say to me, younger lizard, you can come here and say it to my face. Try to bully my children again and we are going to have a problem."
Fear disappeared from the hearts and minds of the members of the expedition, replaced by the awe of being in the presence of the Great Mother.
One after the other, merfolk and members of the expedition alike fell onto their knees, bowing their heads as if they were praying.
"What the heck are you guys doing?" Lith asked more puzzled by the sudden gesture of devotion than by the fickle weather.
He, Kamila, Solus, and the babies had been around the Guardian for too long to be fazed by her powers unless she aimed directly at them.