Nox stared angrily at what he considered to be a bunch of buffoons that called themselves high-ranking nobles of the Great Zorak family as they looked dumbfounded at him after hearing his question on the involvement of the seven Primordial behemoths.
It felt as though he had been speaking a different language as none of them could even mutter up a response.
Just seeing his great noble heritage being dragged into the mud by these self serving idiots caused a wave of intense anger to surge through his veins as it took a great deal of willpower to restrain himself from going on a rampage in front of his mother, the Grand Elder.
"Please calm yourself brother. For families as large as the Great Five, I'm sure it's easy for us to continuously underestimate the strength of the Seven Primordials. After all, they are known mainly as a bunch of unruly barbarians."