Life and death. At times, they are the most significant matters in the world.
Yet at other times, they seem utterly insignificant.
Everyone understood that it was impossible. No matter how terrifying the power the Thunder Sword had displayed, no matter how compassionate and grand his song had been, getting the assembled nobles, Clergy, and Legendary Powerhouses to unanimously voice their approval was an impossible task. They all hailed from different factions, held their own allegiances, and harbored their own agendas.
Fear, self-interest, loyalty, ideals, duty, ambition… an endless list of reasons would always compel someone to speak out in opposition.
In the delegation from the Phlanis Kingdom, an Archbishop clad in a Sacrificial Robe with a high-ranking Holy Emblem pinned to his chest went beet-red.
