"May I have permission to say something?"
"Speak," Grand Elder Dread Crown said.
Joren straightened, keeping his attention on the higher seats.
"Grand Elder Dread Crown, I ask that you reconsider admitting him into the Abyss. His talent doesn't change what he's done to our people."
Simon watched him calmly.
"He killed my younger brother. Merath barely survived him. Are we to reward that by giving him our protection and resources?"
Merath lifted her head, then she glanced at Simon before speaking.
"He brought trouble wherever he went in Shadowgrave Academy. Within days, he had students fighting him, factions turning against him, and weaker demons paying him to leave them alone."
Her voice grew sharper as she continued.
"He threatened anyone who got in his way. You saw how he spoke to the council without respect. He's a walking calamity."
