The meeting had finally begun. Garion glanced at Sianor and asked, "Sianor, you're the overseer of Grand Factions. You should know Draconia's main base, right?"
Sianor looked at him for a moment before giving a small nod.
"Indeed, I do. I don't know their full territory, but I know where their main base is."
Floren tilted his head slightly, a faint smile forming. "I see what you're aiming for."
He turned toward Garion. "Are you planning to end this war in one move?"
Garion met his gaze and nodded. "Of course. That's why we're discussing it now."
Clark shifted slightly, his expression thoughtful. "Yeah, but that would be too risky, wouldn't it?"
Floren chuckled as he folded his fan. "You really don't like dragging things out, do you?"
Garion glanced at him and shrugged. "Of course not. I still have leg day later."
Silence followed.
Floren stared at him for a second, then shook his head with a soft sigh. "You're unbelievable."
