Regulus glances at the one who spoke its name.
"A fragment of the whole thing? What lies be these?! I am no mere fragment!
And neither shallt I bow down like a pestilent mortal!" It bellows, its voice echoes through the throne room.
After a while, Regulus closes its two eyes but keeping the one on its forehead open to inspect its surroundings, and takes a deep breath.
"...Thou hath managed to make me lose my temper. A feat not easily acomplished. Bravo."