For a moment, the elders stared at Simon without speaking.
He had resisted the pressure upon him. Barely, and only because they had released so little of it, but a Greater Demon shouldn't have been able to answer them so calmly.
What troubled several of them more was what he had said.
He had threatened to return and kill them.
When had someone beneath them last spoken those words in this hall? When had a visitor refused them so openly, then promised revenge if they forced him to obey?
Ancestral Elder Wild Hunt's eyes narrowed. The red cracks on Ancestral Elder Cinder Queen's hands brightened further.
Above them, Grand Elder Red Calamity looked amused.
Grand Elder Night Widow's gaze moved from Simon to Grand Elder Dread Crown, whose smile hadn't faded. Neither seemed particularly surprised by the boy's response.
Simon noticed.
He remained calm, certain they weren't going to hurt him now.
