Cracks shot through the marble floor the moment Reinhardt stomped his foot, spreading outward in jagged veins across the chamber. The thunderous sound echoed through the hall, and in an instant, silence fell.
A suffocating pressure descended, heavy and unmistakable, like the weight of a storm pressing down upon the earth.
"Council of elders, choose your words carefully. Need I remind you who you are talking to? I might have fallen ill for the past few years, but it does not mean that I have lost my edge. As the commander and knight sworn to this kingdom, those words are clearly a disrespect to my chivalrous code".
The elders looked like they wanted to say something, but Reinhardt didn't give them any chance.
