Captain Talon remained composed, his eyes meeting the generals with a steady gaze. He understood the gravity of the situation, recognizing that their actions would determine the course of events. "Sir, what should we do now?" he asked, his voice even and measured.
A fire burned within General Roderick's eyes, fueled by wounded pride and a thirst for retaliation. He clenched his fists, his voice booming with an unyielding determination. "If they want war, Captain, then we shall give them war. They shall witness the might of the Niram Empire firsthand!"
Talon's brows furrowed, his calm facade momentarily faltering as he contemplated the consequences of such a course of action.
"Sir," Talon began, his voice steady but tinged with concern, "we must consider the potential repercussions. The Paradas are not to be underestimated. A war with them would be a costly endeavor."
