Verdrak exploded first. "Have you lost your mind?! A Human Citadel in Gehenna? We can barely hold our own territory! You want us to establish a foothold in the heart of the enemy's domain? This is madness!"
"Verdrak," Obel warned.
"No! I will not be silent while this… this warmonger suggests we throw our armies into a meat grinder! The logistics alone are impossible! This will cost thrillions of Notes, we can't—"
"Verdrak." Romsgard's voice cut through the tirade like a blade. The Council Member fell silent, his face red, his hands trembling.
On the screens, the Sovereigns were wary.
Even Ronald, for all his love of war, was quiet, his weathered face thoughtful.
'I always liked this guy,' Lancet thought, watching Alistair Bane with undisguised admiration.
Thor was quick to agree. "Finally! Someone who speaks sense! We've been cowering behind our walls for too long! It's time to show those Demon bastards what it feels like to be hunted!"
