"No, you can't do this, that's over ten million lives!" Allen's face turned an iron blue, yet he attempted to remain calm, "We can drive the beastmen back, we must believe in the power of the people."
"How many would die then? Five million, or ten million?" Another general with glasses shook his head, "You should understand that confidence can be shattered. The longer this drags on, the more disadvantageous it is for us. It's better to go for broke, people will die regardless. All we need to do is to preserve the ember."
"No, you butchers, you can't do this." Lieutenant General Allen had already lost some control over his sanity amidst the hopeless situation.
