Emperor Markus walked toward the bound invaders with steady, measured steps. Each footfall echoed in the silent arena.
His expression was cold and dangerous. His eyes showed no mercy or hesitation. He had already planned all this with Arthur.
"Now you will answer my questions," he said firmly. His voice carried absolute authority. The voice of a ruler who would not be denied.
The five Nether Realm figures remained completely silent. They didn't respond at all.
Their faces were hidden beneath their hoods so no one could see their expressions clearly. But their body language showed clear defiance.
They shifted slightly against their chains in small movements. Their shoulders stayed tense. They said nothing in response to the emperor's demand.
Emperor Markus's jaw tightened with frustration. These invaders thought they could resist him even while bound and helpless. They were wrong.
