"That…is the State of Unity!" The gruff man said, cursing aloud upon being met with Torq's silence, "I'm saying!"
"One contact with it, and nothing will remain of you. All you'll be reduced to is a pile of cinders, if you're lucky!"
"Tell me!" He roared next, "Why are you silent? Why?"
"Grandfather," Torq made eye contact with the other party and asked a question, "When do you think those bastards will enter Sumatra?"
"What?" The gruff man was stunned by the question, "What do you mean by when?"
"They've come to invade us." Torq explained his reasoning, "How long do you think we have before they march against us?"
"Whether it be the State of Harmony, or the impossible to guard State of Unity," Torq snorted derisively, "When they swarm us, what do you think is our option?"
"Give up and accept defeat?"
"We have the Ancestor!" The gruff man explained.
"Is our Ancestor invincible?" Torq snorted upon seeing the other party's anger, "Didn't our Ancestor lose in the past?"
