Pasha Muazz's rage induced state would last almost a week, with his allies largely leaving him alone during this while.
Something that worked to make the man even angrier as he saw it as him being abandoned.
Normally, whenever he had these kinds of tirades, there would be a whole host of sycophants pleasing and placating him.
Whereas now, there was not a single one.
This vivid, visual representation of his fall from grace and the sinking realization of the scale of the loss terrified the man and he let out his insecurities the only way he knew how, through sheer unbridled rage.
The man was truly spoiled and rotten.
And the recipient of his fury was unfortunately the poor staff unlucky enough to get him as the master as well as the various materials that adorned his abode.
The death toll in his estate by the end of the week would reach half a dozen, with property losses in the tens of thousands of ropals.