But before she could finish her question, Madam Clark cut her off, her tone now laced with finality.
"Within three months, all the resources will be dispensed to their respective locations. Do not concern yourselves with this." Her eyes flicked across the room, daring anyone to question her further. "And don't forget the Fist Mark on your arms, It exists for one reason, and one reason only: to remind you of the cause. To remind you of the price of failure." She added, her voice cold and ominous.
A heavy silence followed her words, the weight of her authority bearing down on the room. There was no more room for debate, no more questions to be asked. The fate of the Nine Realms was sealed with her decree, and everyone in that hall knew it.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!