"Your people are about to be executed." Marcus' voice wasn't soft in any way. It was enough to reach the ears of a few nagas in nearby cells.
Ergetse, Iko, and Ralma, who were in their naga forms in front of him, widened their eyes. Followed by glares as two of the three charged towards the bars of the cell.
The once silent room was now rowdy. Shouts, thumps, bangs sounded. They all came from the races of the ocean.
Ralma tried to rip open the dark metallic bars. "You fucking humans, despicable!"
"You attacked the city, don't you think it is only right for the humans to do this." Marcus chuckled. He calmly watched Ralma and Iko use whatever means to try and break the bars.
It didn't matter what they did, his tranquil gaze wouldn't change. As he knew that even the strongest of the heavenly realm couldn't escape from this, how much more mortals?
His eyes shifted to Ergetse who remained seated. "You're not going to join in?"
