"Cut the crap," Prince Therribus said. "We both know what kind of vile person you are under all that smile and friendly face. Don't think your ploy will work on me, little brother. I will crush all the trickeries you have, with my strength. Power is the most important to rule this kingdom. Your petty schemes will only bring ruin to us."
Rhemos laughed at Therribus' antagonistic words, "Still as haughty as ever, brother. You should learn to work with others more, big brother. You and your people see Outworlders as nothing but nuisances. Our father knows of their potential. You should learn from him if you want to be a capable king."
"I will do things my own way. Don't you dare give me a lecture?" Therribus' eyes then shifted to the red-haired female who stood beside his brother, and spat, "Hmph! Another one of those Outworlders."
"Don't be like that, let me introduce you. This is Red Death from Death…"
