"Nice place you got here." Orpal said while actually looking in contempt at the bare stone pillars and the lack of high-end furniture of the throne room. "Yet your men made a sloppy job hiding their movements. Following them here wasn't that hard."
"Meln Narchat. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Thrud didn't flinch at his words whereas the mention of the name that had been forced upon him after being disowned made him angry.
"My name is Orpal and how do you know who I am?" He said with anger.
"In this place, I give the orders." A speck of white light flicked in Thrud's eyes, sending a powerful wave of killing intent and Spirit Magic that pushed her unruly guest down.
Orpal used every ounce of his considerable power and will to resist, yet he found himself kneeling and with his forehead against the ground just a couple of seconds later.
'That bitch! She used her own power instead of the academy's arrays just to humiliate me.' He thought.
