Ignoring Dorothea's strange look, Vanessa said impassively, "I gained an intimidation ability."
As she spoke, she looked toward Dorothea and Allen.
The basement was not dim. Two gas lamps burned steadily, casting ample light.
Yet, when Vanessa's gaze swept past-
Both of them felt their vision suddenly go black! It was as if every source of light had been snuffed out in an instant! Only Vanessa's eyes held two points of cold, inhuman, silvery-white light!
Her gaze was placid, yet carried a pressure that froze the soul! Like a deity from the dawn of time lowering its eyes indifferently to regard the ants in the dust.
An irresistible will, as heavy as a mountain, crashed down on them!
Fear ground them down like millstones, crushing them inch by inch.
Dorothea felt all the air in her lungs ruthlessly squeezed out! She could not even scream, only make the rasping sounds of someone on the brink of death!
The girl had not even looked directly at them. This was merely a sidelong glance.
But that single sidelong glance!
Allen grunted, his knees buckling as he dropped to the floor! Dorothea collapsed in a heap as though her bones had been removed.
Vanessa froze, then hurried over to help them up. "A-are you two all right?"
"Turn-it off!" Allen forced the hoarse words through his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead as beads of sweat rolled down.
Only then did Vanessa realize that she still had [Spirituality Pressure] activated.
She tried several times in a panic before she barely managed to rein in that terrifying pressure.
Allen fared a little better. He did, after all, possess some supernatural power, and merely lay sprawled on the floor, gasping like a fish out of water.
Dorothea curled up, trembling violently. It took a long