"Had a man like Hurman appeared in Prodson, I would've made it my duty to recruit and culture him with every resource available!" Rokkal berated. "If I had to choose between giving our best resources to either you or such a candidate, then we wouldn't be in this mess right now! I would have a loyal, powerful talent at my side!"
Cutting into his father's rant, Rofar brought them back to the matter at hand, "Either way, Hurman Practor is on his way here with an army of beasts and humans. Likely, it contains the true strength of Iron–"
"Of course it does!" barked Rokkal, swinging his hand as if trying to throw an imaginary cup at his son. "When that ape and the leopard appeared with such small forces, it meant one of two things. Either Iron was leaving its army behind to guard their own borders. Or Iron was planning another invasion at a later time.
"Turns out it was both!"