"Then you will be killing the wrong man." The kai finally spoke. His voice was calm and collected even in this situation.
"The wrong man? I asked him to call a person from the council to give me the chief and last N'folu a warm welcome, but I must have misspelled it because instead of a warm welcome, a fireball welcomed me, and dare I say it was too warm, I could have thought he wanted me to burn alive." The boy said,
So the fireball was the reason he had been angered.
"Only the city lord gave an order for the fire cannons." Zifara said. He could not let the commander die for no reason.
"So that is who gave the command? Well then, I am thankful for you stopping me, but will you be kind enough to call the city Lord so I can teach him a lesson on etiquette?" The boy's wrath had surged.
This was bad, but Zifara couldn't hand over the boy either.
