“YOU DARE!?” she demanded, eyes glowing and fire growing in her throat. “You dare attack me, whelp? Do you know what armies were sundered under my flame!? Do you know what kingdoms were plundered to fill this room!? Of course you don’t! You have no idea who I even am! Had I known it would have wiped me from the memory of the world, I would have chosen death, but I can never have that back! I am Meranax of the Bloody Crest! I have vanquished a thousand thousands, and you dare defy me with a toothpick!?”