"You're telling me that, by tomorrow, a human intends to rule the Pyra Empire?" The old man's voice was low and dangerous, a visible aura of fury radiating from him, crackling in the air like a storm on the verge of breaking.
Both Aria and Celestia flinched, feeling the oppressive weight of his aura, they thought in unison, 'Damn, his strength is leagues above the other Generals. This could get messy.'
Sensing their shift in posture, the old man took a deep breath and eased his energy, allowing the tension to dissipate. "Calm yourselves. I won't kill either of you." His tone was almost amused. "You've already taken down four of Generals—that itself earns you a degree of respect. And approaching me without a shred of fear?" He inclined his head slightly. "That deserves admiration as well. So, relax."