"The Blood God already took out the Wheeler Kingdom. Now there are only four factions left. Him, our alliance, the Gloves, and the Elementals. What do you propose to do?" The person on the gold chair said.
He was a middle-aged man in a golden robe with a lavishly decorated sword beside him. The rings he wore screamed out his wealth. Beside him, a lady voiced her opinion. She was sitting on a purple chair.
"The Blood God needs to be gone. He is the greatest threat to us. We should try to get others to agree with us. If either the Gloves or the Elementals join us, our victory is guaranteed," she said.
Opposite her were the two people in red chairs. It was a male-female duo. The female spoke first.
"Then what? Once we defeat the Blood God, the others will turn against us immediately."
"Then we turn against them first. We can do it the minute victory is in sight. No need to wait till we actually kill the Blood God," the person on the gold chair said.
