Tehvar pulled Amora down from off the stage a little forcefully, fear sticking in his throat at his mother's reaction. "Enough of being an attention whore for you. Let's get this show on the road," he growled, sounding almost too sincere. He barked at some of the other demons in the room to be seated, his mother was about to speak.<br/><br/>"Who does he think he is?"<br/><br/>"He's just a half-breed. He can't tell a full blooded demon what to do." A few of the affronted demons surrounded him, baring their teeth.<br/><br/>Tehvar looked at them evenly. "You may best me in strength, but believe me when I say that my intelligence is superior to yours. Demonity does not mean you're any smarter. Now, back off. Eskhara, my mother, will be quite upset if you do not get seated." He sat down, a stubborn set to his chin, and pulled Amora down next to him on the floor.