Not that the mortals would feel the effect, but his immortal factions would be up in arms. Of that, he was sure.
Wanting to mitigate as much of that as possible, he knew what he needed to do. Win the war as quickly as possible. Or at least keep the war away from the centers of production. If those systems were captured by the enemies, their output would be theirs by treaty, and he couldn’t afford that loss.
Thankfully, he had a meeting with Allister, the Overseer of the Guilds, to better coordinate their defenses.
They met in an unmarked and unremarkable spot in chaotic space to ensure their meeting was private but, even then, they both kept their spiritual perception scanning for any watchers.
“How are your preparations Allister?”
Allister nodded. “We are ready for the war. Are you?
