Chapter 234 - Angry Soup

JJ nodded, then put a hand on my shoulder and frowned. "It would be safer for you to move further away from here. The chaos is a thing that tends to spread."

I gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I have no desire to move anywhere but away from that place. I can do my magic from afar just as well." And see through my well what's going on inside the auction house. Fury and panic reined.

How lucky I was that JJ was, the only one in the room, vampire unaffected by his kind's homicidal urges. If he'd went berserk with everyone else, I… I wouldn't know what to do.

JJ smiled back at me and dropped his hand. "I can't say that I won't worry at all, but at least I will worry less that way.. Have luck."

After that, without waiting for my response, he vanished from the spot in a blur of motion too fast for a human eye to catch, leaving me on my own. But while I knew where he was going, and what for, I wasn't lost and wasn't aimless. My aim was to help.

I multitasked by running away from the mansion towards the edge of the auction house's premises and thinking about my personal plans. There was plenty I could do with magic to stop the chaos, in theory. In practice, half of my ideas instantly crashed on a barrier of the fact that I won't be able to aim my magic at all.

I could, for example, gather stillness of the Earth—it had plenty of it, despite moving in space with a speed of hundred, or thousand, kilometres per hour—and paralyse everyone in the room. That would stop vampires in their tracks, and also instantly kill everyone else, because living, breathing people were never that unmoving.

Same went with most other options. The best variant was to do things the same way Eve's spell did and suppress everyone's emotions, but it wasn't a simple thing to do. Eve's spell was like a cloud of nothing… but how do you control nothing? Things like these were why Eve or Ghost were a pro, and I was still a newbie even after all the studying.

When I got to the safer zone, plenty of servers had gathered there already, while security people (all humans) seemed to be organising evacuation. Whether it was Cornellio's emergency plan, or someone's good organisation and improvisation skills at play, people here were doing as fine as they could in a situation like that.

I found a spot to stand in a corner, where all the busy people could safely ignore me, and concentrated on the main hall of the auction house again. I couldn't push nothingness on people there, and those who began to disperse outside, but I could take away the rage, at least. It was a symptom, not a cause, but I hoped that if I remove that mountain of fury, then everyone will stop for a moment, at least.

The entire place, from my perspective, looked like a cauldron with anger as a bullion. Witches were spots of emptiness in it, and humans were dots of life and fear. Vampires were a mix of grave chill and fiery rage. I tried to spot JJ, but couldn't. Even if he was calm, there was so much emotion in the air that he must've hidden under it… I calmed myself with the thought that, at least, no one else would be able to spot him too—except for witches, but they would have much fewer reasons to attack him.

I picked ground under my feet as my dumping point and began to draw on that bullion of wrath. It wasn't hard—there was so much of it that as soon as a channel appeared, all of it tried to spill into it. The harder part was to keep it separate from myself. The anger tried to fill me, to cloud my mind, instead of being just an aspect I could twist in my hands how I wanted.

It was all in control. I gripped on that stream with all I had, and directed it under my feet, where Earth could take it all and didn't even notice. I detached myself from the angry thoughts that appeared in my head under the influence of the others' emotions, and then from any thoughts at all, until finally, the stream exhausted itself and I let out a breath of relief.

When the immediate danger to everyone was over, I was going to find Staghead, break off his antlers and stick them in his fucking ass! And that anger came exclusively from my own heart. Others' anger was safely dispersed under my feet.

I looked at the inside of the mansion again. Just like I expected, my interference didn't stop the new wave of fury from growing, but it did seem to slow things down, if for a moment. I tried to spy JJ or Staghead, but failed on both accounts, until I noticed JJ's aura, glowing with glamour, on his way towards me and accompanied by a blob of nothing that was a witch.

They moved so fast that by the time I recognised him, he was already next to me with Eve standing next to him and using his shoulder to not fall.

"What a ride," she muttered, then noticed me. "Diana! You are alright, too." She then glanced at JJ. "Did you cast something on Jean-Jacques to prevent him from going berserk like anyone else? Because if yes, you must do that with every other vamp too, now."

"I wish, Eve, but he did that all on his own. I was actually wanting to ask you how to stop them. You made the calming seal, can't you reactivate the spell?"

Eve pursed her lips. "Too bad. Then we have to check the controlling array. If the seal was undamaged, then we could restart it. I wonder what happened with the witch who was controlling it…"