Ozma quickly stood up and glared at Dromaeus some more. She raised one of her hands into the air, causing the air around it to quickly fall in temperature as four knives made of ice were generated between her fingers. Before she could do whatever she was planning on however, the one-eyed man grabbed her wrist. "Ozma, your behavior is disgracing our order. Return to the hall." Ozma quickly let go of her knives, at which point the one-eyed man let go as well. "Yes sir. My apologies, High Champion." Ozma knelt before the one-eyed man before leaving the lounge.