"No." He shook his head, as if saying it took great effort.
Lyrx's spider-like limbs twitched, but she held herself still, watching the others closely.
"Let me talk to him a little longer," she insisted.
But their patience snapped.
"You are crazy!" one of the Demon Kings roared, his voice filled with outrage.
Shadows curled around him like writhing tendrils as his aura rose to life.
Another demon stepped forward, his fangs bared.
"You demand we bow to a single family? Spit on the legacies of our ancestors? "
Another one protested, "The demon world was built with the blood and sweat of our ancestors! You can't just insult us like this!"
The dam finally broke.
Half of the Demon Kings lunged forward, their auras exploding in a storm of power.
Darkness, fire, lightning and many more tore through the air as their battle cries filled the sky.
(So you all choose war over submission?)