Re: Later
There is a displacement of air and a puff of brimstone behind the naysayer. It wasn't the usual teleportation spell, but an impression had to be made.
A hand grips the back of his collar and hefts him a good foot off the floor. "Perhaps, but it is my kingdom now." One would think Vincent's voice rattled the glass panes on cabinet doors, for the reaction it garnered.
"I am Vincent--" there is an almost imperceptible pause, "--von Doom. This.. is MY realm; and should I choose to hand the keys to the kingdom to Kristoff Vernard, it is beyond your place or even your capacity to interfere." He drops the man to the floor, unconcerned if he stays on his feet.
Vincent surveys the room, the last of the smoke dissipating.
"Need I make myself clear with more than my words and presence?"
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