Hanovar grabbed his morningstar from next to the armor stand giving the spiked mace a few swings to regain the feel for it. It was a savage weapon which definitely made a statement to either the receiving target or they're comrades watching it crush and rip into whoever got hit. The most important thing is that a message was sent that it would be better to bow down or die horribly, either was an acceptable outcome for those opposed to the siblings if given the choice.

"Either way, its armor and it has its purpose but doesn't mean it can't look good." He said in honesty, probably quite surprising given Hanovar's habits. "Time to get moving then I suppose."

The young Overlord was ready to get out and cause some havoc should it be necessary heading back up towards the throne room. There was a need to put Spree back in its place which no doubt would take some time, or not and be very short but there was easy doubt to it.