Merciless Lord, Hades
An intense atmosphere was lurking in the hall as the tension was keeping the air suffocated leaving no room for anyone to grasp.
The king who was sitting on a high throne made up of human skulls was radiating dangerously imposing aura and spoke with a grin as he tapped his index finger onto the right skull where his hand rested.
"General, you know, you are my most trusted person. Moreover, you have done many things for me and had settled down various souls in their places."
The mighty King of hell was holding down his general who was called upon immediately for an inquiry, as Hades was suspicious of him but a few lackeys led him to the conclusion that provided a very useful information.
The general was kneeling in terror on both his knees, he knew the rage of the Lord of Hell, and fully acknowledged his sin. Thus, the man knew that Hades had sensed his treachery and was plopped down with his head lowered as didn't dare to mutter anything.