Felix, the noble who was in charge of Mercantile District, jumped to his feet. "Are you saying that we need to deliberately destroy my district just to fight that lizard?! Are you insane?! How about our precious stores? Our warehouses? Our assets?"
The middle-aged woman with thick rouge on her lips responded. "If Mercantile District ought to be destroyed, the other districts would also feel the backlash, especially the Office District."
Another middle-aged figure with a long and swirly mustache finally joined. His tone was haughty and arrogant. "Indeed. If the Mercantile District is gone, the Red Light District will suffer the most. Why don't we lead that lizard to the Slum District or Apartment District, instead? Those lazy bums have always been an eyesore in our city anyway. Let them work their asses and be our shield. Their sacrifice will not be forgotten.
