"I may not be able to fight as others or lead the troops in a battle, but... I care for the wellbeing of our house the same as all of you."
Irtuk spoke the words with a calm voice, yet the emotions in his statement couldn't be denied.
"Fighting Syma would be the worst choice that we can possibly make at the moment. It would be in our best interest to cooperate with them in a peaceful—"
"So what you are saying is that we should bow our heads before them, and beg for mercy."
The young elf interrupted Irtuk once again, his eyes burning with the intent to kill.
"I never said that. I just want the guild to be safe rather than sorry."
On Irtuk's words, the expressions of many in the room changed.
None of them liked the way Irtuk was displaying their strength. It was as if their defeat was written in stone the moment they decided to act against Syma.
