He didn't wish to show any flashy moves or make any light shine upon them. He didn't want them to see any hope or feel any positivity before their painful death greeted them. Nor did he want to spill too much blood as there were children around, albeit deeply hurt and their innocence destroyed.
Snap!
With the flick of his fingers, all the children in the big hall fell unconscious. It caused a commotion as the various Lords, Ladies, and rich merchant customers started complaining right away. The music came to a halt soon after as Sylvester walked over and climbed the stage, pushing aside the band of naked women.
"How dare you be a dictator! How dare you insult nobility! Without us, this realm will rot," Sylvester voiced, mimicking the words of many powerful people he had heard over the past few months. "But I say—the world is already rotten, and you're the cause."
