Xizzem was in the training area of the palace. He was having fun watching the soldiers clash their swords together. It was so intense and the perfect music to his ears.
The violent way in which the soldiers struggled to get an advantage on their opponents gave him peace.
He could get used to this, since Tabezi had seen it fit to ground him as a supreme god. He was reduced to an ordinary beasts, the spirit of the lion turtle had a sense of humour.
Because now he was expected to earn his place back in the supreme throne. He hated it but there was nothing much he could do.
Worse of all was the fact that he had to follow Sly and his lover to their home. If it wasn't for the luxury that royal life brought, he would have never joined them.
His hatred for hard work made him so helpless that he had to follow them. Anything to avoid having to work to earn a living.
