There was so much displeasure in his expression as he continued speaking;
"I do not question your authority. But I cannot understand how Izzgur is allowed to walk away from everything he has done."
His hand tightened into a fist.
"Just now, Tharnaron met his demise for merely voicing his surprise…Yet Izzgur has committed treasonous offenses time and again, defied your commands, and has continued to walk freely."
"What value does he maintain to allow him continuously keep his head?.. or perhaps is there something he holds against you, My Queen?"
The air suddenly trembled.
"EORLAGAR!"
Morgana's voice thundered across the throne room as her magic power erupted around her.
The tone of her voice sounded like the monstrous demon king they knew well enough.
The pressure that filled the room became so intense that the surrounding demon lords struggled to stand comfortably.
Eorlagar gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure the pressure.
