"Very well." The markings along his skin stirred. He pushed the hood of his cloak back and looked at the raised platform for a long moment before continuing.
"Since the South has chosen war with me..." The ground beneath Zaira cracked. "...then I will show no mercy." The last words echoed across the square, and for the first time that day, fear truly appeared on the faces of the council.
At those words, Sagiri slowly opened his hand. Darkness gathered above his palm. The space around his palm seemed to fold inward before Nokai emerged with a metallic whisper that carried across the silent square.
