"So do any of you want to join me in my great cause?" Magna asked seriously.
Vritra rolled his eyes, the audacity of this bitch, proposing his wives right in front of him.
Good or evil, lord or not, he just made a grave mistake.
"Tell me, do any of you want to join my hare-" he was just speaking when a gust of wind struck his forehead, throwing the lord back.
Magna's forehead bled as everyone in the hall stood up in great shock.
Then their gazes moved towards Vritra, his hand was still extended forward, he had just flicked the empty air.
"Lord, are you alright?" several of the men ran forward to help Magna up while the others surrounded Vritra.
"You have a death wish to attack our lord right in front of us!!"
They were ready to attack him.
"Wait COUGH Are they your wives? All of them?" Magna asked as he stood up and wiped his forehead.
"Yeah." Vritra said, his eyes narrowed, ready to erase this guy.
