Angrar gave Julius a sharp glare.
"Just you wait, Julius. Once I train harder, I'll surpass your power."
Julius gave him a pure, warm smile. "Aw~ Angrar. This is what I like about you. You never give up, and you always push yourself to be stronger. That determination is admirable."
He gestured toward the seats with an open palm. "Now~ Please take a seat. And I apologize if my members were a bit… overzealous earlier. They mean well, but they can get carried away sometimes."
Angrar let out a frustrated exhale before glancing around at everyone who had just experienced Julius's overwhelming presence. They were still trembling, their faces pale, some unable to meet Julius's gaze. The weight of his power and the fear it instilled lingered in the air like an unspoken warning.
"Fine…" Angrar muttered, taking his seat. "You're all lucky Julius spoke for you. If not, I'd make sure to kill every single one of you."
