(Planet Vorthas, Town Hall, War Chamber, Twelfth Elder's POV)
The chamber was alive with noise.
Union leaders from the ore-mining guilds, alloy refineries, and missile-part manufacturers all spoke at once, their voices overlapping with urgency as they discussed raw material quotas and revised timelines.
At the center of it all stood the Twelfth Elder, listening with measured patience as he calmly negotiated production boosts and wartime cooperation without compromising planetary morale.
"We will double the output in Sector 7, but I want hazard pay implemented immediately. We are not beasts. We are builders," the ore mining union leader said firmly, earning a round of nods and muttered agreements from the gathered representatives.
"What are your thoughts on this twelfth elder?" Someone asked, when suddenly a soft buzzing sound rang across the chamber.
*Bzzzt*
*BZZZZZ*
