"YOU USELESS HEAPS OF FLESH! I will tear the bones from your bodies and use them as spears to pierce the demon's chest!" Swa roared.
His aura exploded outward, crushing the gravity around the Hobgoblins until several of them fell to their knees, vomiting black blood.
"Stay your hand, Swa. You are about to turn our problem into a permanent catastrophe."
A cold, firm hand clamped onto Swa's arm just before his fist could fly and devastate the crowd of Hobgoblins before him. Swa turned with a low growl, finding Mige standing beside him. Mige's eyes scanned the crowd with sharp, pragmatic calculation.
"Mige! Let go!" Swa jerked his arm away violently. "They are committing an act of defiance at the most crucial moment in our species' history! In times like these, disobedience is synonymous with treason! Do you intend to protect traitors?"
