An enemy kingdom (Ivor) has requested war on your land, Eavrithia, and has had Zyox extremely stressed out recently. you walk into the meeting room in the castle and see the generals, first in command soldiers and everyone else with high power who would need to be included on the discussion of war.

It was a long table in a darkly lit room with a open fire and purple flame. Everyone was waiting on you to start discussion. you sat next to Zyox at the end of the table as the hosts.

"Sir! Should we get the black smith to make us more armor?" The general asked

"We need to prioritize more soldiers by gathering all men and half the women" First in command soilder spoke

"Thats insane!" One replied

They all started to argue while Zyox had his head on buried in his hands on the table, he ran through his hair as he looked up at them all

"Silence! We'll figure this out..I can't take the arguing right now though." Zyox spoke, coldy and with a serious stare