Calling the shot(2)

As the room continued to evolve into a shouted match , it appeared that the High Captain of the Free Fleet finally had enough , making sure to point out his opinion by slamming his palm down onto the wooden table.

The sharp sound succeeded in making the other shut up, drawing all eyes to him.

"As Captain of the High Fleet," he began, his voice steady but firm, "it is only proper that I too present my views on the coming war and propose strategies for our defense. It is not my role to merely oversee these noble and respectful discussions that you are currently having but to contribute to them. So hear me out now, before I resort to throwing the unruly ones out"

 Blake glanced around, his gaze lingering briefly on each captain, ensuring their attention before continuing.