"Who dares?!"
An invisible pressure rolled out, clashing directly with the Clan Head, as both Tobias and he glared at each other, neither one willing to back down first.
"Good, very good. It seems like you have made it clear that you are here to go against the clan and me!! Let's decide the future of the clan here and now!!"
A visible windstorm started to form in the atmosphere around the Clan Head as the pressure got even deeper, kicking up loose dirt and pebbles into a slow, deadly spiral around his feet.
"Fine by me!! I wanted to clean house for a long time!! I will end you right here, right now, so I can atone for the sins of giving birth to a scourge on earth like you!!"
A golden tornado started to form around Old Man Tobias as a serious look appeared in his eyes, the sheer force of it bending the nearby trees at an unnatural angle.
