Shutter!!!!!The chair that Eclipse Bal sat on in the Noble Gallery suddenly shuddered—then disintegrated into nothing, reduced to dust as his martial aura surged upward like a raging sea.In an instant it flooded the entire noble gallery, dense and thick, heavier and more suffocating than what had been unleashed below on the battlefield.It was not a simple flare of emotion—it was a father’s wrath made tangible, a storm of power that did not care what it crushed so long as it reached its target.The air itself thickened, trembling, groaning as though the gallery was being squeezed from the inside.The enchanted glass panels before them vibrated faintly, humming under the pressure.Curtains of aura rolled across the noble seats, swallowing the space in oppressive might.Breath became a privilege.“Damn that brat… he wants to kill my daughter now!” Eclipse roared.His aura was suffocating.Most present felt it immediately—their lungs seized, their throats tightened, their breath halted