At that moment, the atmosphere in the palace — and among everyone at the banquet — was incredibly tense. The princes and princesses of Vadise were furious, filled with righteous indignation — those diplomats had gone too far.
"Darian! We'll settle this!" Tetoya roared in anger.
Niall snorted. "Looks like that last battle didn't go too well. But the princes and princesses of Vadise don't seem to be taking it very well... Well, I guess we'll have to do it the simple, classic way. I'll fight each of you one by one until I'm beaten. Then, whoever wins can face another from my planet. When all the princes and princesses are done, it'll be clear which side's better, right?"
Everyone narrowed their eyes — it was obvious he'd left Darian out of the challenge just to get under his skin.
Niall and the others at the banquet looked toward the Emperor and the Matriarch. Both remained seated in silence, saying nothing. That silence was their approval.
