Nervous Weiss
Weiss Alstreim's two purple pupils dilated into tiny needless. His finger that pointed at Edgar Alstreim all this while trembled even more before his expression became something of ugliness in his handsome yet pale face.
"You bastard! Are you aware of what you're doing!?" He bellowed!
*Rumble!~*
His essence energy blazed into crimson flames, encasing him in a fiery prison while almost portraying him to be an impeccable flame expert!
Everyone became cautious as they retreated from their seats, afraid that they would be indiscriminately subjected to the attack directed at Edgar Alstreim. However, a few people who had confidence in their own strengths remained seated.
They were unfazed, considering the amount of might Weiss Alstreim expunged as a form of warning in his show of force.