• Combat Proposition

The present silence was awaiting the Mogul. No one was talking now, not even muttering, in fact it seemed no one dared move. This was all unexpected and everyone awaited what their ruler had to say about it.

Pa Tsuna's palms folded into fists and squeezed the hands of his throne, bending the timber. However, this was the only way he showcased his anger, on his face was a simple, unperturbed expression.

The Avatar had not even moved, he was still standing there, literal dark eyes peering at him deleteriously. 

The silence still waited for Pa Tsuna.

He heaved a deep sigh, and finally rose up to his feet, motioning on his slave to stop fanning him. He looked at Spheris once more, eyes narrowed, reading his muscles... listening.