Voltus let loose some pressure "I dont want power! I never wanted to be a war monger!" he yelled into Rhori's face as his own contorted in pain as if the words were physically hurting him "I don't want to rule or conquer anyone." slowly he let go of Rhori's neck slowly and stood up, looking down at the fallen monarch, his neck bruised from the maniacal like grip of Voltus' hands.