"The word 'war' has a nice ring to it. Vex has been getting annoyingly lazy; she needs a good challenge. She'll get fat at this rate." Black Fang's words were thoroughly ignored. The others didn't even want to make an attempt at understanding how this woman's thought process worked. She wanted to stake their future on a conflict of scales they had never participated in before in the syndicate's incredibly lengthy history just because she was struggling to give her subordinate challenging tasks?
Utterly ridiculous.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a brilliant idea!" The army head shouted boisterously all of a sudden. It was a widely accepted fact among the other six heads that he was the least cunning and intelligent among them, so they didn't have a lot of hope toward him having something worthwhile to say. "Let's prepare for war! Against Alastair and all his allies!" His words didn't exactly come as a shock to anyone; he loved fighting and large-scale warfare even more.
