Aurelius stormed into his office, the heavy double doors slamming behind him with a thunderous echo that rattled the shelves.
The air seemed to vibrate with the force of his steps as he crossed the marble floor, his silver mask gleaming under the room's lantern light.
His hands clenched into fists, knuckles pale beneath the skin, as he rounded on the nearest servant.
"The Shard of Oblivion! Destroyed! Just like that!" His voice cracked like a whip, deep and venomous.
"And the silence, gone! Months of planning, years of positioning, undone in the space of an instant. All because of these... incompetents I'm surrounded by!"
He paced, each step echoing loudly with his power. The entire complex vibrated as he raged.
"Do you fools even understand what this means? We just lost our greatest defense. The advantage, the foothold we just carved into Carthage's foundations, washed away!"
