"Silence!" - The Empress said coldly, slapping her hand onto the armrest of her throne, causing it to crack.
"Kill Victor? All right! I can give the order to kill him now, but what happens next? Do you have any sense at all?" - She said angrily.
The hall was sharply silenced; the ministers and envoys could not utter a word.
"Be silent..." The empress's anger grew even stronger.
"You fucking idiots! Our empire only exists because the Dark Moon Temple master has no ambition, but you... You offer to kill the one she personally chose! What do you think she would do if she found out that we were the ones who killed him?!" - The Empress slammed her palm on the throne again, and its left side cracked even more.
At that moment, everyone shuddered, cold sweat pouring down their faces, they didn't seem to take it into account at all.
