He purposefully sat in the largest seat in the room, giving the impression of power even when outnumbered. Somehow, he seemed to be watching all of his enemies through the cloth of the blindfold he wore. Betrayal was something he had seen many times, his most trusted aide had lured him into an ambush, but even now, his countenance was unwavering.

His short, spiky dark hair seemed to catch the rays of sunlight that filtered through the stained-glass windows. The hundreds of warriors and assassins stayed still, sweating profusely at the intense aura he gave off. In the midst of heavy silence, his words rang through, a single command, a single chance. "For those of you who wish to live on, witness the sunsets and sunrises of many tomorrows...I, Qin Shi Huang pardon you from my presence." He says, the pure authority in his voice ringing through the ears of the foolish soldiers and mercenaries that dared to threaten the king. ""Humble yourselves. It matters not what this place is. You're in the presence of an Emperor. The throne is where I am." He adds, his hands clasped regally in his lap.

Though the betrayal of his aide pained him, he would never be afraid of such a situation, he was not a king, he was THE king. No one could compare to him, and the army of hundreds that trembled before him was nothing but a spec of dust in his eyes. At the continued silence he laughs, a hearty sound that made even the bulkiest of warriors flinch, and in his perceptiveness, he notices their hesitation, and the fear and regret in the eyes of many of the men. "So...You know the outcome, but will not abandon your mission." He begins, a smile crossing his face. "Your families will weep for you all, but it's precisely because I know the pain of others that I am the Greatest King...So who will come forth first?" He asks. "I shall honor the first death of this day...So come forth, and state your name." He commands.