"What now?" Howard's voice broke the tense silence, his breath sharp as he glanced at the young man standing beside him. His expression was a mix of frustration and disbelief. "Are you just going to let him continue like this?"
The young man's eyes narrowed as he absorbed Howard's words. Across the city, Harry had relentlessly led his forces to dismantle several of their strongholds, disrupting the carefully laid plans of the Black Council. This alone might have been manageable, but the real threat lay in something much larger.
Harry had taken the initiative to organize a massive coalition of fighters into an anti-Black Council alliance. Now, he wasn't just targeting their physical presence in the city, he was intent on crushing their very foundation. If the Council couldn't act swiftly, they risked losing their control of Malian City entirely.