"I don't need to compare, Mary," Selina declared with a calm assertiveness that resonated through the hall.
"It is an obvious fact. Luck has nothing to do with the fact that I and my friend Madeline are increasing in power despite what many of you on this table did to us. You seized her lands, left her with nothing to fend for for years just because she lost her husband. You segregated me away from the group because I stood by her, and now you lot are trying to find an excuse to keep using her property? Shame!" Selina's voice reverberated, cutting through the oppressive atmosphere with an unyielding force.
Nexus, watching on the periphery, observed the clash of wills with keen interest. The dynamics of power and rivalry unfolded before him like a complex tapestry, each thread contributing to the intricate narrative of these influential figures.
