As Albireo pounded through the hallway, throwing aside soldiers, he created quite a scene. He was trailing a line of knights and crusaders, all trying to get him to stop his warpath to the baquet hall. He pushed the double doors open, and strode into the hall, amid all the clatter and gossip, all eyes turned on him. He shouted, a note of barely held anger present. "High Chancellor. Allow me to thank you for my unlawful imprisonment with vengeance. He gripped the man by the neck lifting him up, saying, "Today, you will pay for all of your crimes."
He lifted a hand, and said, "I, Vilv Lord Fifth Class, judge you under the crimes of unlawful confinement in a magical crystal, and treason against the Crown Family of Kaeth'u. For these crimes, I sentence you to execution." He lifted a single clawed hand, and lifted it to the man's chest, saying, "If you have any last words, say them, before you are impaled by my claws." The tiny man spoke, in a wheeze, whispering, "If you kill me, you will be finished." He laughed, saying, "Why would they do that, more lives would be needlessly lost, wouldn't you say, Necromancer?" He spoke this last phrase loudly, and gasps circulated around the room.
People whispered around themselves, saying, "Old Ki? A Necromancer? Nonsense." and, "Could it be true?" Albireo laughed, saying, "Yes, a Necromancer. You imprisoned me in a Soul Stone, but you forgot one thing. The crypt, was found. And opened. You did not use the seven seals. So, after killing over three hundred thousand people, they will all be revenged."
