Satou took a moment to consider. He could feel Loki's tension beside him, his sponsor clearly hoping he'd show political wisdom. He could sense the other demon lords' curiosity about how he'd handle this.
Then Satou smiled sharp and absolutely merciless.
"No," he said simply.
The word hung in the air like a thrown dagger.
Several demon lords showed visible surprise. Grimfang's ears perked up with interest. Azshara's tendrils stilled in their seeking motions. Even Malakor's skeletal form seemed to shift slightly, as if the answer was unexpected.
"Elaborate," Malakor commanded.
"Chronus violated sacred law," Satou said, his voice carrying across the arena with the confidence of someone who'd survived the impossible. "He interfered in a duel. He attempted to murder me. And now he walks away with just a warning? That's not justice, Lord Malakor. That's politics."
