The council members stared at Silva with confusion in their eyes, heavily aware that he had just threatened them. That was what ran through their minds. They understood that Silva was a demigod, and at his young age he was probably a prodigy.
But still, they were all demigods at the second circle, much stronger than him. They had seen things he could only hope to, lived longer than he could imagine, and had tools he could only dream of having, yet he spoke to them with threats. That alone pissed them off.
The council member standing in front of Silva looked at him and spoke.
"Do you really think that if we choose to hold you down, you would stand a chance of escaping?" he asked. "Or have you forgotten that we—we the Seven—are the strongest on this planet? You are in our domain, and you obey what we say."
