Ares, still seething with anger, took a step back, trying to regain his composure. He could see the look of confusion on his men's faces. "I'll let this slide, Antonio. You're exhausted, and it's clearly getting to your head."
Antonio shook his head, his chuckle turning into a bitter laugh. "It's not the exhaustion, Ares. I'm tired of being second to you. I deserve to lead. You’ve always been reckless, and now you are going to pay the price for it."
Ares' eyes narrowed. "You have no idea what it takes to be in my position."
Antonio stood tall, despite his injuries. "I know exactly what it takes. And I've watched you make mistake after mistake. I'm done playing second fiddle. It's time for a change. Everyone here knows it."
The men exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of where their loyalty
