"Lord Elderbeard, I'm afraid my disciple will be joining me this evening. Perhaps we can arrange something for another time." Sonja's tone was ice-cold as she smiled towards the Treant.
"What disciple?" Elderbeard scoffed at her comment. "He cast aside your pathetic class some time ago!"
The atmosphere immediately became incredibly tense the moment those words left Elderbeard's mouth. Kace felt an aura focus on him, and his spine trembled as a chill ran down it. Sonja had twisted her neck in a creepy way to glare at him.
"Is that true?" Sonja's fake smile was nowhere to be seen as she asked that question.
Kace did not even know how to reply under the pressure that she was exerting. However, his hesitation was enough for Sonja to understand that Elderbeard had spoken the truth. A long sigh escaped from her at that point as she glared at the council with an expression full of spite.