As the music continued to buzz in their ears, all the administrators in the court were killed swiftly. The Emperor, meanwhile, watched it all happen with his fallen shoulders and shocked eyes. His empire of thousands of years was collapsing right before his eyes, and he felt more powerless than ever in his life.
Each head that fell felt like a pillar of the castle itself, undoing all the work he had done in his entire life.
"G-Generals! D-Do something!" He noticed the Grand Wizards standing idle and commanded them. "Where are the rest?"
Supreme General Manzax nodded and positioned himself behind the chairs of the Magistrates that sprawled beside the walkway leading to the Emperor's throne. Although all the regular administrators had been killed, only the magistrates remained.
"What are you doing? Attack that lunatic on my throne?!" Emperor Zenith shouted.
Woosh!
