Eyes lingered in the direction of Imperius. They felt uneasy as he just kept smiling. It didn't seem like he was mad about Xerxus' proposal.
"Do not let him intimidate you. With me, and Pankratios here, he cannot hurt any of you, and if we decide to kick him out, his memories will be erased."
Xerxus said.
Pankratios brought out an hourglass from the back room, flipped it over, and placed it on the table in front of him.
The sand started trickling down from the top bulb into the bottom bulb.
"You all have ten minutes to decide on your answer. Nay means that you don't want Imperius to remain in the Martial Order, and yay means that you do."
Pankratios said, and then he turned to Imperius.
"Imperius, do you like to speak with others before they head out to make their decision?"
"No, I am good."
Imperius said with a smile.
With that said, the people moved to different corners of the room to discuss the decision with other people.
