Braylon's breath was caught between his throat and mouth as he looked at Jacob's icy amber eyes while Jacob's hand was placed over his shoulder. Despite wanting to retaliate, he can't.
Although Jacob wasn't holding him like Lawrence, but with how easily Jacob had appeared right in front of him and placed his hand over his shoulder and suppressed Braylon, an extraordinary-tier-6 elf, it was quite apparent that he was the strongest in this room.
No one expected things to escalate to such a point. They only gathered today because of Braylon and came here because of him as well. However, now they were regretting it so much that they wanted to curse Braylon for provoking that death star.
Alas, it was too late now, and even if they wanted to run, after seeing Jacob's speed, they gave up on the idea and were completely silent as they didn't want to get noticed by Jacob at all.
