"Hurry, we've—"
A message sounded out through the air but was cut off as quickly as it had begun. There were three people in the spacious room, listening carefully to a massive contact crystal broadcasting its message aloud.
One figure was leaned against the wall while another remained seated, both keeping silent. The third was pacing around the room and showed discomfort on his face as he spoke out loud, "Now what? How were they able to win so quickly?"
"Calm down," said the man leaning against the wall. "So what? They've made it back and now we just need to go with the flow and act like it was against our orders. No big deal."
"No big deal?" interjected the man sitting on the throne. "Me losing four men at lv. 30 is no big deal? Maybe those men are weak compared to you, but losing them greatly affects the strength of my faction and my influence. What are you going to do about that?"
