Karn Throneroom
The Commander meets Razz's gaze and muses pensively.
"What wild beast are you, to attack [i]my[/i] royal court then make demands of me. We were all gathering to discuss matters regarding our citizens. Yet you kill men who did nothing but rightly defend my guests. Even dogs know when to heel." The Commander says.  Almost muttering under their under their breath they follow it with. "You have one chance to explain yourself. One. Go."

Shadow Hold
Valkyrie observes the two that came out to meet her. She holds her hand up, signalling to postpone the next volley. She shifts, annoyed and seemingly out of patience. Her glaive appears in hand. The three headed blades are perpendicular and golden.
"That didn't sound like a surrender." She says almost to herself. She drops her hand and the armada fires.