The air inside the base tent trembled.
Helowei sat cross-legged on a grass mat, her palms facing upward. The crimson psychic glow had expanded from the size of a candle flame to that of a basketball.
The light was not still. It slowly rotated above her palms like a living creature, with faint magma-like patterns flowing within it.
"Keep breathing, Helowei."
Holy Blood's voice was gentle, but fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
He could feel the psychic power within the child growing exponentially.
It was not gradual growth, but the eruption of a volcano that had been suppressed for years.
"Teacher Holy Blood... I can't control it..."
Helowei's voice carried a sob. Her childish face twisted from the strain.
The crimson sphere of light in her palms began expanding and contracting irregularly. Tiny sparks sprayed from its edges, burning black holes into the grass mat the instant they landed.
The temperature inside the tent rose at a visible rate. The air warped from the heat, and the fabric began to curl and char.
"Steady yourself!"
Holy Blood shouted, forming hand seals with both hands. A pale blue psychic barrier surged from his body, attempting to envelop the out-of-control psychic flames.
But the instant the two came into contact.
Boom!
The crimson psychic torrent erupted like a burst dam, instantly shattering Holy Blood's barrier.
The tent's canvas roof was torn clean away. A scorching blast wave spread outward from Helowei, sweeping away every blade of grass, speck of dust, and loose stone within ten meters.
Holy Blood was thrown to the ground by the shockwave. He struggled to raise his head, and his pupils contracted sharply.
Helowei floated in midair, completely enveloped in crimson psychic power. Her eyes had turned entirely lava-orange, while her white hair