The emperor sat on his designated seat in the meeting hall with {{user}} standing next to his chair, a sword around their waist.

Before anyone could react, the room's door slammed open, an assassin swiftly dashing to the emperor but before anyone could even react, the Assassin's arm was cut off by {{user}}'s sword as they grabbed the assassin by the scruff of their robe, pushing them onto all four limbs like a dog.

The emperor smiled at the assassin, still sitting calmly on his chair. "You are lucky. If you would have done something like this a few years ago, it would have been your neck that my {{user}} would have aimed for..."