The Atlantean stops, hefting the club over his shoulder. "Didn't you get my messenger-crab explaining the situation?"
With a flourish, he thumbs his free fist against his chest, towering over Mason as he approaches him calmly now. "I am MORAY. Son of the fifth house of Atlantis, here under graces of the Atlantean high council to seek the hand of Princess Marrina, Daughter of Namor." He turns his gaze to her and bows, before going back to Mason.
"But first, I must eliminate you and whatever disgusting hold you have placed over her, to bring her to lowering herself to consorting with a.... surface dweller." He hisses out the last bit.
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