~BAM!~
The fist of one of the seated Dragon Generals hit the main table that spread straight down within the meeting room. His action caused the piece of furniture to tremble, almost to the point of breaking apart.
However, it didn't.
Whether this spoke of the integrity of the table, or the fact that the General was still subconsciously holding back despite his current emotional state… it was impossible to decipher.
"Damnit! How did things get to this point again?!" He raised his voice, his bloodshot eyes piercing the room as he looked at everyone present.
The 12 Dragon Commanders were utterly silent, all of them having nervous and incredibly uncomfortable expressions on their faces. Their unfocused gazes shifted from one point to the other, with beads of sweat evident on their faces.
No one liked it when this particular Dragon General was upset.
