Mirim Distar slammed her fist on the armrest of her chair.
"Fine. If they want war, then war it is. Enough with finesse and schemes. I'm going to make all the necessary preparations to detain and quarantine all the academy staff until the traitors have been found."
"This… this will have terrible consequences for the academy's reputation and the students!" Linjos stuttered in bewilderment. "Classes will be suspended, exams delayed. Not to mention we have yet to prepare for Balkor's incoming attack!"
"Not as terrible as more dead students would, Linjos." The Marchioness understood his concerns, but she could see the bigger picture.
"A reputation can be rebuilt, the same applies to an academy. The dead though, have no such luxury. I don't want any more students endangered by political plays, nor the White Griffon to suffer from sabotage like last year.
