The door swung open wide, sending Eva and Lucy on high alert. Before they could react, a massive magical pressure enveloped the room.
"Yoho~ It's been a while, hasn't it~?" Siria greeted cheerfully as she stepped inside. Her magical pressure increased, turning the atmosphere visibly deep purple, the color of her mana.
"Queen..." Eva muttered, recognizing Siria. Her demeanor shifted to deadly seriousness. "Retract your magical pressure before this gets out of hand," Eva warned, her eyes glowing.
Siria smiled and instantly her magical pressure vanished. "Now, now, no need for violence, is there~?" she winked, glancing to her right where Lucy had the tip of a pen pointed at Siria's neck.
"Who are you?" Lucy demanded, her body tense, ready to act.
"Lucy, stop. We can't win here," Eva stated, making Lucy frown. "She isn't alone," Eva added, causing Lucy's eyes to widen as she felt an edge against the back of her neck.