Biodun entered the council chambers, the cacophony of raised voices resonating against the vaulted stone ceiling. The chamber’s majesty—a grand room lined with etched columns representing each faction’s symbol—was at odds with the fractious exchanges filling the air. Dim, flickering lights cast long shadows, lending an almost oppressive weight to the scene unfolding before him.
The council members—leaders from the coalition’s strongest factions—were deeply engrossed in a tense debate. Factional divides had never been simple, but today, the animosity was palpable. Biodun took a steadying breath as he surveyed the room, recognizing faces from the powerful Magi Order, the elusive Blades of Vanya, and the technologically advanced Neuron Collective. As alliances in their coalition, each faction brought unique strengths, yet they also held onto distinct histories, traditions, and, most damaging of all, suspicions.