Chapter 95

The tension in the room was as thick as fog, the atmosphere charged with unresolved conflict. Michael, Davin, and James were huddled around the conference table, their faces etched with frustration and determination. Weeks of debate had yielded no resolution, leaving their mission hanging precariously in the balance.

"I don’t understand why you’re being so stubborn, Davin," James snapped, his patience fraying. His frustration was palpable, his eyes darting between Davin and Michael. "We can’t just rush in without a plan."

Davin’s expression hardened, his jaw set tight as he leaned forward. "I’m not being stubborn, James," he countered, his voice sharp. "I’m being realistic. The Masters are growing stronger by the day, and we’re sitting here dithering. We can’t afford to wait any longer."

Michael, who had remained quiet until now, intervened with a measured tone. "We can’t afford to act impulsively either," he said, his voice steady. "We need a strategy tha