The threat wasn't delivered without anger.
It was simply stated, as matter-of-fact as commenting on the weather.
Which somehow made it infinitely more terrifying.
Kaedor's hand dropped to his side. His merchant's smile died completely, replaced by the pale realization that he'd just narrowly avoided becoming the third corpse of the day.
Loryn's hollow eyes gleamed with what might have been approval. "Privacy respected. Some demons have valid reasons for anonymity."
Rynath's scaled skin had gone completely still.
The crowd had gone quiet again, sensing the shift in tension.
Hundreds of demons watched the standoff between the armored warrior and the three generals, waiting to see who would break first.
But, Jack didn't move.
He just stood there, surrounded by the aftermath of his demonstration, making it abundantly clear that his helmet stayed on and anyone who disagreed would join Korr and Vox.
