"You question my authority?" The words, although spoken through Mono's lips, carried the grace of a splendorous god. Like a trail of pure mana flowing in a swirling stream, her words sparkled the air with glittering gold shimmering down everywhere. Crossing her legs with her eyes illuminated a golden glow, she first turned to the treasurer and then glanced across the faces of his accomplices. "Perhaps it's time to remind you, that I take as easily as I've given."
"N-no…" Knowing his fate was sealed, the demi-humans, all of whom knew themselves guilty of corruption, came stumbling down their seats and pressed their heads to the ground.
"Forgive me!"
"W-we won't repeat such a mistake!"
"Show us mercy! Mercy!"