The middle-aged general, Zamas, crossed his arms, his expression solemn. "No matter their nature, we have fifty thousand warriors. Their five thousand won't stand a chance if it comes to a fight."
Ever the voice of caution and wisdom, Mark carefully considered the scout's alarming report. "Zamas, we cannot afford to underestimate such an enemy. Numbers matter very little when someone has reached the peak of strength. We must proceed cautiously and truly understand the Xaos Kingdom before making any moves."
King Viserin remained silent, his face unreadable as he weighed the counsel of both men.
"We will proceed with the meeting as planned," Viserin declared, his voice steady and firm. "Whether they are machines or humans does not matter. If they accept collaboration, we will talk. But if they refuse diplomacy, we will test their strength and see if they can withstand the might of the Turkin Kingdom."
