"I am going to cut you to pieces if you don't have a good reason—Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" The king let out a frightened scream as soon as he opened the door and saw Vritra standing there. He had assumed it to be one of the guards.
"S- Sir, forgive me! I didn't know it was you. I am so sorry, s- should I cut off my other arm too?" The king instantly knelt. For some reason, Vritra seemed a lot more terrifying than ever before—his natural aura screamed strength and terror.
Waving his hand, Vritra got to the main topic: "Have you gathered the soul potions yet?"
"A- Ah, yes sir, I have gathered quite a bit of soul potions. The number is a bit less than the ones present in our inventory, but this is all I was able to gather in such a short time." Henry felt a little better that he didn't have to cut his other arm as well.
First, he waved his hand and made the guards leave.
