Standing a few inches away from the emperor, Haruki kept up his guard while pretending not to be as conscious of threats as he was while fighting the royal guards. Moving closer to Haruki with his ragged browned robe fluttering to the side, Atlas shooed off the royal guards with a fanning gesture from his hands.
"Bring a woman condemned to death from the dungeon," He ordered, looking at the beat-up leader laying blood-ridden on the ground. "And once you're done, hand over your garbs for none of you are fit to serve under our great lord."
Hearing Atlas pretend as though he wasn't the god that he posed to serve, Haruki was a bit thrown off but refrained from questioning him about anything just yet. Once the soldier struggled up his feet and began walking away with his head lowered in shame, Atlas stomped his feet forward as he walked to get Haruki's attention.