The king of Ether sat upon his grand throne, listening to the reports from his generals through tightly gritted teeth. The throne room gleamed with countless golden ornaments and lights, yet the atmosphere felt unbearably heavy.
Eventually, he slammed his fist against the armrest of his throne hard enough to send cracks spreading through it.
"Enough."
His heavy aura silenced the generals instantly.
"This… all this…" His gaze darkened. "You're telling me they have spies buried this deeply inside our infrastructure? How? I've met the king of Supreme before. That idiot couldn't scheme his way out of a paper bag."
"That's…" one of the generals hesitated.
"Speak."
"Yes, my king. We've received reports that the army is being led by an unknown woman."
"…A woman?"
The king furrowed his brows as his aura pressed heavily down upon the general.
"And you're only telling me this now?"
"I-I'm sorry, my king! I didn't think it was important!"
"…You didn't think it was important?"
