"Councilman Elante, please, do not mock me." Alvar frowned.
"He is right, Alvar. This matter seems to have blown up in your face. You had told us over and over that everything was in control. You had the rebels in the palm of your hands, but did you see that pillar of light? I reckon the rebels are ready to make their move at any moment!" An older Elf with long white hair and slight wrinkles on her face exclaimed, waving her hand in the direction of the pillar of light. Her name was Rita, and she was one of the older members of the council.
Alvar remained silent as several members of the council went ahead to berate him. Some others just remained silent and watched everything happen.
"Enough!"
Eventually, he had enough and flared his aura, causing silence to settle in the room. He looked around, meeting the eyes of each and every council member. He might be the youngest, but none of them could discount his ability.
