"Insolent fool! How dare you?!" Lucius roared from the bottom of the pit, his face flushed red with rage as the flames on his spear burst with fury. "I will make you swallow those words in front of the entire Empire!"
Ethan completely ignored the spearman's shouts, keeping his eyes locked onto the main throne.
The Emperor rested his chin on his hand, observing Ethan with a spark of amused interest. A subtle, enigmatic smile touched his lips before his deep voice echoed across the chamber.
"Go ahead," the Emperor declared casually. "I allow it."
Without wasting a second, Ethan dropped down from the balcony with absolute grace, landing on the glass floor without making a sound.
"Die!" Lucius bellowed, lunging forward instantly.
