"How can a mere little girl kill so many of our men? Tell me; how is that exactly possible.? " He growled loudly as his deep voice resonated sending chills down their spines.
They didn't have much powers to fight against a powerful girl, so they kept quiet and waited to be scolded.
"What are you standing there quacking like rained on chicks? Why aren't you opening you damn mouths? Or did they got glued?" The middle aged man questioned them coldly as he struck them all down with his powers.
"Your Highness please forgive us!"
"We lowly servants are unable to kill her!"
" Please forgive us your Highness."
"Your highness forgive us, we are unable to tackle her."
They kowtowed hardly on the ground as they begged for mercy, the thuds echoed as their foreheads bled.
"Tell me; how can she be more powerful? Have you sent out our elites?" He inquired curiously.