The Throne Hall grew chilly as Prince Rajak blatantly attacked Emperor Rael with condemnation much more directly than Prince Raijun did.
"Condemn you for a power struggle…?" The Emperor's tone hid a smile. "No. I condemned you for a civil war. Those are close but not quite the same."
Prince Rajak's face contorted with cold rage. "As I said, your cheap word word games do not impress anybody."
"Those are neither mere words nor games, my hateful child of the Underworld," The Emperor smiled. "You and I, indeed, have partaken in our respective power struggles for the throne. Yet, do you know what the difference between the two of us is?"
Prince Rajak stared at him coldly.
He didn't utter so much as a word.
"The difference between us is that I won."
His aura rapidly shifted from serene to overbearing dominance.
"I won the war before it even began."