The guard doesn't like the tone in which Amon is speaking with him.
But it's not just the tone, it's the way Amon is carrying himself, the way he is looking down on everyone with those prideful eyes, and that arrogant smirk.
It's as if Amon thinks the world revolves around him and everyone in it is just there to entertain him.
"Are you threatening me?" The guard raises his voice while pointing his spearhead at Amon.
But Amon's smirk never fades. This pisses off the guard even more, but before he could do anything, the other guard who had rushed in to inquire about Amon to the master of the villa came running back.
"Stop! The master has asked for his presence," The other guard says, huffing and puffing, taking deep breaths as the master ordered him to get Amon to him as soon as possible.
