Isaac gave the President who spoke a look that said; 'Do you think I don't know that?' before he replied.
"But in the end, they would have no choice but to adapt. I've made ample preparations for this war, and everything will go as I intend it to. Even if any of you decides to interfere unnecessarily."
[This is War, Isaac. There's no telling how it'd end.]
This time, the person who spoke was another one of the Leaders of the Major World Power countries of the Alpha Continent; Lloris Álurtr Austin, the 'Desert Emperor of Tarse'.
He had a commanding figure, with a burly build that exuded strength and authority. His black hair was neatly styled, accompanied by meticulously trimmed sideburns that add to his imposing appearance.
He was dressed in a sharply tailored tuxedo, coloured as black as his eyes, which further emphasized his regal demeanour.
"Of course, you can lecture me about that.