Hail to the puppeteer

Silence surrounded the hall as the master of puppets stormed in- wrapped in a black veil, holding a bloody dagger with a stiff hand.
"You were asked to do ONE thing! I had only ONE demand!"
The master's voice echoed across the hall, spreading paralyzing fear in the hearts of his disciples. No one dared breaking the silence.
The walls were dotted with flickering torches. The flames moved as if they were dancing by command. The Master of puppets turned around and slammed the door shut.