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<span class="mu-s">"Just this once... I shall let this slide. But the next time this brainless brute-"</span> Beerus said, pointing at Rifreejra; <span class="mu-s">"-opens his mouth, you leave existence. Understood?"</span>
"Why you...!" Rifreejra said, stomping towards Beerus slowly. "How dare you threaten us?!"
"R-Rifreejra! Halt!" Criyo said.
"No brother! No one threatens us peaceful Clansmen and gets away with it! We've done away with the wicked bloodline's malevolence! We don't deserve such treatment! I am as powerful as Frieza is in his final form! I can take this so-called god on!"
Rifreejra came up, invading Beerus' personal space. He was pointing back.
"Who do you think you a- AAAARCH!"
The finger Beerus had not lowered moved up, his claw tracing the air. He simply flicked his finger in that direction, and the brutish Clansman's arm was instantly severed in twain. He cut his arm off from afar with a little Kiai, a basically invisible attack. His eyes never left Criyo as he did it.
"URGH!"
Rifreejra fell to his knees, clutching his severed arm in agony, his reddish-blue blood oozing out of the stump. Myriad gasps were heard from the nearby buildings and towers from spectators at the windows. Criyo was holding his mouth in pause.
<span class="mu-s">"Frost Demon."</span> Beerus said.
He addressed them now with a derogatory term used for their race. A racist remark. Criyo stood at attention, still shivering in horror.
<span class="mu-s">"Understood?"</span>
Criyo nodded slowly, tears welling up at the sides of his cowardly eyes. Beerus lifted his head, still piercing him with a stern gaze and lifted a hand to his ear.
"A-Absolute-l-ly, L-L-Lord B... Be-Beerus." Criyo stammered out.
<span class="mu-s">"Good."</span> Beerus smiled smugly. <span class="mu-s">"Then let us proceed. I'm quite hungry, Frost Demon."</span>
"Right this.... way..." Criyo said, ushering him into the doors ahead as he spared a sideways glance to his brother who had now fainted from the blood loss on the floor.
