"Now then, gentlemen. Shall we get this over with?" Sagiri said. His voice was laced with so much ice that even Azir got chills.
Sagiri took one step forward, and the entire chamber recoiled with him. The remaining kidnappers instinctively backed away, weapons rising shakily as the pressure pouring from him became unbearable.
Nokai slowly lifted from his hand and suspended itself in the air behind him. Then the blade split. Once. Twice. Again. Silver metal separated with sharp metallic sounds until dozens of identical dark blades hovered behind Sagiri in a wide circle, each one turning silently until their points aligned with a different man in the chamber.
