Kremir wanted to blow his top and be angry at Almond and Lily, but his eyes darted to Admiral Rudra as he composed himself and said, "They can't talk to me like this, Admiral."
"They can," Admiral Rudra's eyes distanced as he coldly said.
A focused pressure oozed from him and directed onto Kremin, causing Kremin to start sweating as he felt as if he was in death's grasp.
"Someone like you is not fit to be the guild master. I am going to mention this in our meeting tomorrow, so start finding a replacement. You can stay in your own guild and train, but I am going to put an eye out here to monitor you."
Kremir's expression turned as ugly as it could. "This is my guild's matter, Admiral. Why must you be involved like this?"
"Moreover, I've already used the Imprint," Kremin showed the back of his palm as everyone saw this Elemental Imprint's round symbol with eccentric black curvy lines inside as if the wind.