The Grand Elder's amusement at Moth's naivety was palpable. He watched as the younger elder struggled to reconcile Hye's heroism with this new point of view.
"He is doing this because we share a common enemy," Moth argued, though his voice lacked conviction. "He wants the Toranks gone as much as we do."
The Grand Elder let out a long, weary sigh, realising it was time to provide the young elder with a valuable lesson.
"Look at the board, Moth. If this were just about the enemy, a logical man would have retreated. He would have taken his people and hidden deep inside his own hidden territory, letting the Hescos and Toranks grind each other into dust. That is the safest play."
The Grand Elder paused as he looked at the icon representing Hye's small ship.
