LAWS OF ALCHEMY // O, LOST/JOINER

Okay, now it was just funny to get him mad. "I don't know, Venessa. The boy's rather rude." Krataa sneered, lips curled to bare his teeth at the corgi. The Emperor lower his head, nose sticking out and revealing the slight of a ugly, wrinkled face. "Listen boy," His paw shot out, aiming to step on the corgi's metal leg and sink his claws in. "I knew someone far bigger than you and made of more metal. And he was a joke." As he said this, if his earlier movement worked, he would start sending small electric shocks through him. "Don't test me. And don't annoy anyone here." The Emperor would release him, his paw retreating into his robe.

"Krataa. By the way."