"Tcah, talk of shamelessness..." The thought reverberated in the minds of all the nine families' geniuses.
When they just clearly tried to kill one of their own, they quickly pushed that aside as if it was nothing and even now have the guts to tell them they wanted to give them some stupid guidance.
It was no doubt that guidance meant slavery, judging by the scene earlier.
"Shut up your damn deal, horned bastard. None of us agree to become your slaves. None of us need your stupid guidance. We're done here, and we'll be leaving. Will you try to stop it or not?" The deep voice reverberated through the entire place as Zeras slowly walked towards their group coming to stand in front of the entire Zugrofs race, right in front of Viraj.
"You can..."
"Shut up red-horn!" Zeras said giving him a side glance.
"I'm talking to the boss. Him!" Zeras said pointing to the golden-horned one that sat since not saying a single word.
