"State your name right this instant!" Thalgar yelled, pointing a claw at Akun with a narrowed gaze, seriousness etched in his voice.
The air in the hall became charged with tension as the tribe leaders' piercing gazes bore into Akun, creating a palpable atmosphere of uncertainty.
Despite the intensity of their stares, Akun remained unfazed. With an air of confidence, he addressed them, "Since you are all here, where is the princess?"
Thalgar's irritation grew as Akun continued to disregard him.
Leandor, his patience waning, stepped forward, his voice demanding, "You were just asked a question. Answer now, who are you?"
Akun, seemingly indifferent to their inquiries, activated his dragon eyes. The ethereal glow emanating from his eyes intensified as he scanned the hallway. He pinpointed the princess's location in a lavish room down the hall. Inwardly, he mused, "Found her," his confidence unwavering in the face of the tribe leaders' scrutiny.