Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
Actually, Alvaro already knew that the guards would take a safe stance and just let the visitors solve their problem on their own. If they started fighting, the patrol team would be the one eliminating these visitors.
Air pressure was actually a non-common ability, but people usually used it only for suppressing someone because it took a long time or a lot of energy to injure someone.
That's quite a scary thing to imagine. Ainsley would feel like sitting on lines and needles, and God knows whether she could sleep or not. Under such pressure, even an adult would be wide awake for days.
His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
Alvaro knew Ainsley's charm ability but didn't know it was this formidable. Even among the same ability type, there were weaker ones and stronger ones.
"Nwo! Elh ish nwot guiltwy! (No! El is not guilty!)" Ainsley immediately stood in front of Elliana and spread her arms wide. The child looked up at the adults with a glare.