Isvarn's eyes narrowed.
The shock was gone now. Erza had finally accepted what had happened, and as her aura continued to rise over the ruined city, Isvarn understood that everything until this moment had merely been the silence before the storm.
Here it comes.
The real disaster.
Isvarn's attention shifted when he noticed Erza's fingers move. It was only a tiny reaction, barely noticeable to anyone else, but he understood her well enough to know what it meant. His expression immediately became serious as he looked down at Elena, who was still sleeping peacefully in his arms, completely unaware of everything happening around her.
He gently touched two fingers against Elena's forehead and placed a spell around her. Whatever happened next, he didn't want the child to hear it. The sounds of destruction, the arguments, and whatever Erza might say in the state she was in would never reach Elena's ears.
Then Erza turned her head.
Her violet eyes found Isvarn.
