He was angry. The Lord of Chaos was furious. The Enemy was not yet ready for war.
That displeased Him.
"What do you mean, we need 5 more days?" He snarled. "You told me that we would be ready and fully armed by tomorrow!"
The Overseer that had to report this terrible news stood trembling. Two of his colleagues had been in his place before him, so he knew what was next. It had happened to the two before him, too. "My Lord, that was an optimistic report, and you said-"
"I KNOW WHAT I SAID!" Herobine screamed. "And right now I couldn't less!" And then He struck out with his enchanted diamond sword and slew his servant.
"YOU!" He yelled and pointed at the late servant's assistant. "Come over here!" He commanded.
The assistant approached, trembling in fear.
"Congratulations. You've just been promoted," Herobine told him. "Now leave me!"
The assistant barely manged to keep his pace under control, for Herobine would never forgive the assistant for running.
Herobine turned around and began pacing the length of the room. Soon, He told Himself, soon I will have my vengeance against my brother. Soon.
