{THE ROYAL PACK}
{ THE CENTRAL REGION }
"Ragna! By the dark moon, how could you fail me so spectacularly?" King Hati bellowed, throwing his hands up in dramatic exasperation.
Ragna, his most skilled, stealthy bounty hunter, remained kneeling, head bowed in shame, unable to meet his king's furious gaze.
"Forgive me, my King," Ragna pleaded, his voice low.
He tried not to tremble and he tried to make his voice sound calm and coordinated. He knew what the King hated and that was sensing fear.
"How disappointing!" Hati sighed heavily, then sank his teeth into a succulent, spicy barbecued buffalo rib he held. He tore off a large chunk, chewing slowly, his eyes fixed on Ragna's groveling form. The silence stretched, punctuated only by Hati's deliberate mastication and hums of pleasure at the nice taste.
Finally, after several drawn-out moments, Hati placed the gnawed bone on a nearby plate, noisily licking his fingers and smacking his lips.
