[ The Presidential House ]
Yani Bahador, the President of the Republic of Zaire, was sitting in his chair, deep in his thoughts, when he was suddenly interrupted by the arrival of his secretary.
"Mr. President! There's a huge pro-"
A large knife made of ice grazed by the secretary's face at high speed, interrupting his words in mid sentence. The knife passed him, and struck the wall behind.
"I've told you many times not to interrupt my afternoon thought sessions Swali. You better have a really good reason for it."
Yani glanced at his Secretary, Swali, who got flustered by the sudden interrogative look he was getting, but nevertheless, he was still a professional. He immediately snapped out of it and stated the reason for his arrival.
"Sir! It appears that a raid was conducted in the Khuvana district. We do not have a clear number of casualties, but it's best to assume the worst."
"Another raid?"