A messenger entered, reporting that several other generals wanted to meet with the prince to discuss Aelra's actions.
They were all in agreement—this attack on Zesch's planet was absolutely intolerable.
"It is true that we cannot let this go easily. No matter who is giving the orders on that warship, after killing my subordinates, they will not be able to leave unscathed."
"Prince, since we all share the same opinion, should we deploy our troops now to suppress Aelra's momentum?" a general suggested.
"If I were to mobilize my forces now, the battle would likely be over by the time I arrive. However, since you are closer, you can send your troops ahead and try to pin down Aelra. If you succeed, then call for me, and I will send reinforcements to assist you," Prince Ceodore said with a sly grin.
The atmosphere suddenly turned tense and awkward—no one spoke.