"Ser'gu killed three clans," the serpent patriarch continued, his voice carrying no heat, just a cold statement of fact.
"Three clan heads almost wiped their clans out. Men, women, children, and elders who'd had nothing to do with the betrayal. He exterminated them because they belonged to the wrong bloodline. After all, their leaders had conspired against him. That's not justice—that's genocide."
His eyes never left Jorghan.
"And now his son sits before us, having demonstrated equal or greater power. He destroyed an Imperial army in less than an hour. Created constructs of blood and fire that existed at scales we thought impossible. Killed thousands of humans without hesitation, without mercy, with the same efficiency his father showed against elves."
Tadrukein leaned forward slightly.
"So tell me, Jorghan Sol'vur, what happens when this Council makes a decision you don't like? When we vote against your interests, when we rule in ways that displease you?
