In the middle of two enemy sides, General Harris Singh stood tall, his eyes scanning both factions before he spoke with authority.
"I arranged this urgent gathering to hear your final opinions before the war resumes. Patriarch Ryon of the Taurus family, and Patriarch Long of the Faurus family, do either of you have any change of heart regarding this war?" General Harries Singh asked with a serious look at each patriarch.
Ryon and Long stood a few feet apart, their eyes locked in a glare that could burn through steel. Their hatred for each other was palpable, like fire and oil waiting for a spark.
Patriarch Long sneered, folding his arms across his broad chest. "Change of heart?" He laughed loudly, the sound echoing across the field. "Are you still dreaming of victory after yesterday's slaughter, Ryon?" His taunt cut through the heavy air like a blade.
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