Tycondrius felt his mouth twitch at the man's blatant disrespect. Athena was the only good he had left willing to bear the Vanzano name.
Archbishop Natalya Crucis' quest had two conditions: The name of House Vanzano must be restored and Athena must be well taken care of. Nowhere was it stated or even implied that Greer's wellbeing was necessary. With the man's recent words, his presence wasn't even welcome.
"SILENCE!!" Zenon stepped forward, his voice booming with magic even without wearing his full helmet, "My name is Centurion Zenon Skyreaper and by the decree of the Church, you are all now under my command."
The bladed claws attached to his forearms sparked with electricity as he nearly spat his words in contempt, "The only words on your lips should be praise for the Eternal Flame."
"P-praise the Flame..." Greer whispered.
The footman, Victorius, stealthily escaped into a different hallway. Was that a movement technique? That was promising.
