C46 Mark Controlling Power 3

Titia gently waved her feather fan. Somore's hand was pushed away before it could even touch his collar. It was as if it was blown away by the wind. There was also a puzzled look on Somore's face.

"Hmph, you better explain it clearly."

Knowing that it was useless to use force, Somore finally extinguished his anger and waited for Titia's reply