That pulse of Mana, meant to threaten and intimidate Gladius, seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.
He blinked, scoffing as he responded, "Cowards talk the most. Those with real abilities let actions speak for themselves."
As he spoke, a faint shimmer of energy rippled across his body, almost imperceptible but unmistakably powerful.
Lyra shook her head, a mocking smile growing on her face as she regarded the Shadow Noble and Royal Tress.
"Ah, Gladius..." she said, her tone one of feigned disappointment. "Expecting action from cowards is a bit much. They really only know how to use words in place of real abilities."
Her words, pressing on with taunts and insults, created an even more profound impact on everyone watching. She was provoking two Royal Prodigy Mages at the same time, displaying a supreme confidence that seemed impossible for anyone else to possess. The cosmic energies around her flared, tiny stars seeming to dance in her eyes.