"But don't you all feel like we're just a disorganized mob?" Torin continued, pressing his advantage. "To defeat the Five-Race Alliance, we must be united. Someone has to step up and take command. All of you must obey orders and follow the chain of command."
Using the army's supreme commander as a threat to consolidate his power over these greedy lords was a move born of desperation. He knew that doing so would only increase the clown Ogu's prestige and influence.
"Gentlemen," Torin said, his tone softening slightly. The threat of an arch lord was clearly effective. "The Five-Race Alliance is coming for us. This is, without a doubt, a slight against us. I want to hear your ideas for a better strategy to deal with this enemy."
"Commander, just tell us what to do."
"Yes, we'll listen to your command, and the command of the one who backs you!"
"Please, Commander, tell us plainly. How do we unite?"
