The addressing him by his first name sans title or rank is unexpected. Even his enemiesknow to show the proper respect, as is the culture of Valisthea so ingrained in its people, and yet here is Ifrit's counterpart acting on such familiar terms with him.

Fascinating.

"Bolds words from a sputtering flame of a Dominant." He replies coolly, his gaze locked on Joshua's. He spares not even a single glance to his sword or the grip that tightens around it. Nothing changes in his own stance, the King is not bothered in the slightest.

"What know you of the havoc I wreak?"

After all, he had hardly begun in a way that would be particularly known to Mythos and his allies, so that Phoenix would speak in such a manner has his attention.