Yuri's exasperation manifested in a weary sigh that escaped her lips, the weight of the situation settling heavily upon her shoulders. Leaning against the cool stone wall, she sought a momentary respite from the chaos unfolding around her. With one hand covering her face, she attempted to shield herself from the mounting stress that threatened to consume her.
"Why," she mused inwardly, her thoughts swirling with frustration, "must they choose this very moment to act?" Her gaze darted to the side, where Sato, resolute and composed, stood outside, diligently overseeing the grand coronation ceremony.
Just as Yuri immersed herself in her contemplation, another voice broke through the tumultuous atmosphere, resonating softly in her earpiece.
"Lady Yuri, can you hear me?" the voice inquired.