As the grand meeting hall's doors swung open with a thunderous crash, a flood of people surged into the room, their voices raised in desperate pleas for help. The first-grade leaders, already divided in their opinions, were now faced with a stark choice: to assist these beleaguered souls or to remain steadfast in their original strategies.
A leader, who had argued for a defensive stance, stood firm, his voice unwavering, "We cannot afford to divert our resources. Our duty is to protect Skyhaven City, and we must not falter in the face of this sudden plea."
However, a leader who had advocated for aiding the trapped citizens countered, his gaze filled with empathy, "Our strength should not be measured solely by our ability to fortify the city's defenses. We have a moral obligation to help those in need, even if it means stretching our resources thin."
