Yianni's voice sliced through the tension, icy and defiant. "What do you think will happen if we decide to take action, Dravon War King?"
Youcef's laughter erupted, dripping with mockery. "Oh? It seems we'll have to raze the Forladtt Land. Shall I give it a try?"
The threat was unmistakable.
Wyot's eyes widened in shock. After a brief pause, he sprang into action, landing directly in front of the group of Holy Maidens and blocking their path.
James and the others descended from the void, appearing behind Wyot.
"Who dares to block our Holy Maidens' path? Do you have a death wish?" an imposing middle-aged man, clad in vibrant armor, boomed as he emerged from the group of guards.

Upon seeing Wyot, the man's demeanor shifted to scornful amusement. "Oh? Look who it is. It's the impartial Dravon War King, the so-called pillar of the empire."
Wyot's face darkened. "Where did these women come from, Maginsa?"
Maginsa Dozzelli looked at him and replied nonchalantly, "These are prisoners of war. Why is the Dravon War King concerned about them?"
Jaime interjected coldly. "That doesn't sound right. You just claimed they were Holy Maidens a moment ago."
Maginsa's gaze turned contemptuous as he looked at Jaime. "Who are you to meddle in Doom Race's affairs? So what if they are Sacred Maidens? This is our tradition."
"How audacious and unscrupulous,"
Jaime said disdainfully. Then, he turned to Wyot and added, "Don't the Dooms know that the empire has issued a decree prohibiting any race, world, or sect from forcibly taking and exploiting women? Violators will face severe punishment
Wyot was livid. He seized Maginsa by the neck and demanded, “Explain yourself. If you dare tarnish the Dooms' reputation, I'll make sure you regret it."
Maginsa's face reddened as he choked out, "Wyot, this is beyond your control. You have no authority here."
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