"Oh what's this?" the prideful one mused. "So you sneak into the center of our headquarters and dare threaten us?"
Zaroth met the gaze of the elf unfazed. He didn't really know what the best course of action was, but during his short life he had been taught one thing: if you make yourself as powerful as possible there was a much higher chance that things went your way.
Besides, he was strong enough to do whatever he wanted—and get away with it.
"Sneak in?" he scoffed, making his voice as loud as possible. "Your subordinates kidnapped my party and you have the audacity to say that I sneak in? You are the ones that invited us."
The naked elf chuckled, gaze moving to the prideful elf. "He has a point, you have to admit that."
The envious one stood up. "Still, when one speaks with us there is the minimum amount of respect required!"
