King Augustus shot up from his seat. His previous whimsical demeanor quickly melted away, leaving anger in his body language.
"WHAT!? Viscount Marcus, you have some explaining to do! How did one of my men perish?" He roared as he took a step forward, and his murderous aura began to blanket the entire vast room.
Each step increased the thick aura being given off by the enraged king. Marcus grimaced as he attempted to take a breath of air. The dense air choked everyone in the vicinity.
"My lord, I'm sorry... I take full responsibility! This was the only tag I could find, The Phantoms were betrayed, and we were all wiped out... including all of your men..." Marcus said through bated breath.
Augustus' rage reached new heights as his aura grew visible and the palace began to shake. "WHAT! HAPPENED!" His voice boomed, causing everyone to recoil and clutch their ears, less their eardrums explode.
