"So this is the seat of the high elder, huh?" Sue Terin traced the contours of the carven seat with her delicate-looking fingertips. Her back was against the newly transformed Lucien as they were the only two left inside the once bustling courtroom.
"I can raze the high elders right now. Only then can you seat in that seat, woman."
Rolling her eyes from Lucien's barbaric approach, she turned around to look at him with raised eyebrows. Her fleeting glance did not fail to wander at the percentage hovering above the red-haired beastman before her.
61%
It did not change for the worse. Instead, her actions made her earn a couple of points from him. She did not know what to make of with Lucien's train of thoughts. Sue, for one, was expecting him to feel bad about how she wickedly trapped everyone in the Terin Household for power.
