"Upset" was a short word at this moment for what you were feeling. It all started with a couple of your followers who tried to rebel against you, they insulted you, they shouted at you... One of them even threw a rock at you, but the good thing is that you managed to re-educate them by sending them to the shackles. Still, that feeling of annoyance continued to haunt you, you weren't going to express it in front of your cultists, nonono... In reality, you left the cult on a crusade to get even with the first thing that came your way. Crowny turned into a sword, he would split in half anything you pointed at him, you weren't even looking for resources like you said you were going to do, you were just taking it out on literally anything that moved.

"Okay... time out lamb." Crowny said, as he returned to his crown form and landed on your head. "What are you doing!? Come back here Crowny!" You tried to ask your crown to return to its sword form, but Crowny simply ignored you.

"You know what... it's better to think with a cool head?" Crowny kept insistently refusing to turn back into a sword, you were right in the middle of a fight with some creatures you came across along the way... but your crown simply forced you to flee.