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THE ONE WHO BRINGS INSULT TO SOMEONE, IS ASSURED TO TASTE THE BITTER OF REMORSE ONE DAY - TRICAPITAL CANON( quote 21).
" IN THE NAME OF THE GREATEST DEFENDER OF THE HUGES, I SHALL WITHREW THE FIRE OF THE AGASTH AND SHALL PUT FORTH TOWARDS HIM, THE MAN WHO TESTED MY PATIENCE", roared the President of Hepton, who at last completely lost his mind.
When his tongue pronunced the last words of his hymn, a very dull red light surrounded him, who was about to attack the Headman for provoking his prestige.
Swirling his hand around his head, Mr. Griffen pulled out a radiating waves towards the headman, that produced heat around the circles.
" You can't behave unmannerly in the middle of a discussion!", hurried Mr. Vade, who was quite worried about the president.
Just a stare full of rage and conceit, made the President of Neyley, a man of vigilance step back, disregarding his idea to help Griffen.
The man of Honor, the Headman Mr. Rowan observed each of his activity above the stage, brimming out a small grin as he already knew how bad the result of his aggression might be.
" Seems he is getting out of control. What had gotten into this man?", he muttered and signalled his guards by a hand gesture to let down their guard in case of Mr. Griffen.
In his busy life with no time to attend any fiesta's, the event in front of his eyes, made the Headman completely everjoyful, relaxed and serene.
" INLANDO VELENOM", the unruly President bellowed and pushed a dull red aura towards the Headman, that went on radiating red circles of heat waves as fast as a flame.
" Oh, is he crazy? Mr. Rowan, please defend yourself!", shrieked the Generals at the hall, who were terrified to experience a veleno spell after a very long period of time.
Inspite of the furore, Mr. Rowan sat hushed, still his lips expressing a cool grin.
When the waves passed crossing the Generals at a distance, they all cried of the heat evolved by the radiant, which slighty scorched the fine hair at their hands, turning all their faces red.
Mr. Griffen laughed out loud happily believing his hymn to be victorious, even before the waves touched the Headman.
It was exactly when the spell was four or five steps ahead the Headman, something flashed towards the wave, delibrately making the spell break down into fine dust of fire sparkles.
" What? What is that?", the whole hall was in uproar, being not able to comprehend what exactly happened minutes ago.
There was smoke all over the Headman's area and something bright as a burning flame, gave a blurry vision to the Generals, until the smoke and the sparkling fire went down.
" It is Savis! Look how powerful he is!", the whole hall howled at the sight of the Cursed Parrot, which was at the air blocking the way of Mr. Rowan, with fire all over its wings.
The reason for the scattering of sparkling fire was Savis, which by is continuous flap, withered the flame on its wings all over the hall.
" Wow, how magnificient!", exclaimed Scizian, who's face reflected the bright fire, standing in guard with the Headman.
Mr. Griffen fell to the ground upon the incident, as the bird was left untouched by fire as well as the venomous spell, which would put an end to a life, sucking out all the blood.
Savis, with its wings on fire, progressed towards the President, flapping its big black wings.
Griffen was seen on the ground, gradually trailing back while sitting on the floor.
" The cursed parrots has the ability to foresee nature", said Mr.Rowan, who gradually raised up from his seat and walked forward towards Griffen.
With his nervous eyes set straight on him, Griffen trembled in fear, with droplets of sweat all over his face.
Dragging his long mantle on the floor, Mr. Rowan approached Griffen, followed by his rough voice that echoed all over tha hall," Huges! I respect your forefather! Don't try to humiliate his name, trying to humiliate others".
He giggled and finally stopped near Savis, which was still above the ground, terrifying the president by its loudest flaming flap.
" Enough my dear! Your rage is burning down your fine feather. Leave it! Your master is fine", he hoarsed to his loyal bird and blew on its wings only once, which put off the glowing blaze into smoke magnificently.
He sighed and continued," Inlando velenom! Wow! You're something Mr. Griffen. You're not afraid to show your hate towards me, even infront of the greatest officials. That too, the poisonous spell which is cast only on undefeatable enemies! It shows your love towards me. Let it be. I'll show you how merciful I'm, when it comes to answering hatred".
A cool wind blew across everyones ears, as his words made them all tremble in fear, wondering what the Headman might do to the President.
" GUARDS!!!"...
He shouted and looked at every generals present, signalling them to take their seats, who were quite terrified by the sudden disastrous events.
" Sorry to have brought trouble to you all! The meeting would commence, soon after things shall become normal in the presidents eyes", he said and ordered his guards," Take him to his seat and give him something quenchable. He looks petrified. Come on, lift him up".
As expected, Mr. Rowan once gain showed to his subordinates how a man in responsibility must act like, for which he was popular in his land.
After things settles down, Scizian upon the orders of his Headman, brought a group of young boys into the hall.
" Mr. Neyley, we have brought infront of you the boys who infringed the rule for the past months. Six from Petulando! May I know the ones, from your side?", he questioned.
It was only one such day, the custom of centuries was put down into pieces, the hesitation of Endurers was brought into light by only one such person, the man who was deserved to be called as The Headman of the Tricapital.