(At the general's meeting, WhiteSaber guild)
The war room inside the Whitesaber guild's headquarters was shrouded in a suffocating silence before the general's meeting officially began.
Around the massive, circular table sat the guild's war generals, their faces pale and drawn, as no-one was able to look the other in the eye, with every single one of them having faced one humiliating defeat or the other over the past few days.
No one spoke as they waited for the guildmaster to enter, as the only sound in the room came from the occasional tapping of shoes or adjusting of chairs, which left a slight screeching sound on the floor below.
Then, as the guildmaster entered, the silence broke, as all the war generals stood up at once, waiting for the guildmaster to take his seat before they were seated yet again.