Boom
A large, powerfully built man smacked against the large double doors leading into the throne room. Groaning, Bakome slid down scowling. Anger, pride, and sombre pragmatism fought for control behind his eyes as he glared at his attacker.
He looked the picture of a confident bear. Arms crossed in front of his chest, legs wide, and a little cub sitting on his shoulder. Grinning widely.
When Erik approached him, Bakome had hesitated too long. Magic flickered at the last moment, but by then he'd already been within arm's reach of the emperor.
Since Erik wasn't interested in taking chances while Alice was with him, he simply grabbed Bakome by the throat before the man could get a spell off, and then tossed him back like a sack of potatoes.
