Inside the Revalis Clan's main building, the entire hall trembled from the force of mana clashing.
Several elders were pushed back, boots scraping against the floor as they struggled to stand their ground.
One of them shouted in disbelief.
"Grand Elder Rakir... what do you mean by this?!"
Another slammed his palm on the ground to steady himself.
"How dare you attack us?! We are your fellow elders!"
Rakie stood at the center of the hall. His face was filled with arrogance.
"How dare I?"
He laughed hard and then shouted.
"How dare you! You fools still cling to Raviel like blind dogs!"
He stomped once and released a heavy pressure with his domain, forcing some elders down to one knee.
One elder gritted his teeth, sweat dripping down his chin.
"Rakir! Have you lost your mind?! Raviel is your Patriarch!"
Rakir laughed loudly.
"Patriarch? Don't make me laugh! That brat only gained that position because the previous Patriarch chose him!"
