You don't have the RIGHT!

Lord Ornelos is retrieving an Arkona, to assemble the Peerage Review. 

He aims to have you reinstated as Field Marshall, and the successor to Kalepopolis selected to your choice.

She totally does have the right, moron.

Be glad it's not worse!

That's the problem with Hellknights - or - one of the many problems with Hellknights. They never ask before they go all Judge Dredd on whatever fragile thing the Guard managed to set up.

She has - had - three Liason Officers in Citadel Vraid and no one ever told them shit.

You'll have to arrest me too!

Okay.

Don't think that I'll come quietly. 

You'll take and keep your hands off the hilt of that sword if you know what's good for you.

If you draw steel here that is a hanging offense.

And they'll try you for it posthumously.

If this comes to blows, we're on his side.

And we're against.

I see, I see.

But which side are you on, of the battle map?

EVERYONE! STAND! DOWN!

The world is ending, where are your priorities?

He knows that voice.

Toff sprints past the silent image - hair wild, eyes wild, flowing beard in disarray -

Lord Ornelos! You won't believe how happy I am to see -

I PREPARED MAGE'S MAGNIFICENT MANSION ON YOUR REQUEST, CRESSIDA KROFT.

...

ON YOUR REQUEST.

...I'm sorry?

Thank you.

That's all that he wanted.

There's standing room only, I hope he won't mind.

You can tell your grandchildren of the glorious day that goons from House Arkona graciously grabbed your chair and gallantly flung you forth from of it.