"I'm going to state this before anything else. I only need nine of you alive and the other six are going to die. I've had a look through your logs and assets and it is possible to distribute your estates among the nine that will live and everything will still work as well as before. I'll give you five minutes to decide who lives and who dies,"
The silence that filled the room could have easily rivaled a graveyard. Everyone just stared at Floid like he grew two heads in less than a minute. Did he just say that he would kill half of us? This has to be a joke. Where the hell is the king? Shouldn't the king be the one here instead?
Cliffhanger.