Finally, the king stood over the broken eagle beast men, chest heaving. To all, he thundered, "Let this be a lesson. No one poisons my queen, my family or myself. No one poisons my lords or endangers the lives of cubs on my watch. You can compete to be the tribe that held the best summit, but know your limits. If you cannot limit yourselves, I will limit you."
The eagles whimpered, battered beyond recognition. Their wings limp, their bodies bruised and bloodied Their egos were hurting even more than their bodies.
Elias stepped forward, bowing slightly, "My apologies your highness, this was not how we wished to end the summit. The eagle lord and his men shall be escorted back to their ship immediately."
The king snarled, then nodded. He returned to the porch, and put his arm around his queen's back. His other hand fussed over her chest, patting it gently. It was like she had suffered a great scare.
