"I will make this simple, gentlemen," Salamander started, his voice carrying the weight of authority. The members of the planetary council, a mix of politicians, scientists, and military leaders, exchanged uneasy glances as they awaited his words.
"The Imperium faces a dire threat from the demonic forces, a threat that endangers every living being in this galaxy. Inquisitor Aeliana has ordered the Celestial Platoon to secure the necessary resources for the war effort. Your world, like all others, must contribute to this cause."
The head of the planetary council, a stern-faced politician, spoke up, "Salamander, we understand the gravity of the situation, but you must realize that our resources are not limitless. We have our own concerns and responsibilities to our people."