The room fell silent, heavy with tension. The masked figures remained unmoved; their faces hidden behind their masks.
The Prime Minister's voice remained resolute. "Even if innocent lives are lost, I'm prepared to face the consequences. But I assure you, she will never succumb to your vile demands."
With a decisive motion, he rose from his seat, signalling an end to the conversation.
The masked figure's tone turned menacing. "Among the innocent casualties will be her beloved husband and esteemed clan members. We'll ensure their demise, and as for the Minister..." He paused, relishing the moment. "He's currently on a business trip to the north, a week's journey from here. Who knows what perils await him on those lonely roads?"
His laughter echoed through the room, a chilling, mirthless sound. "Ha-ha-ha... Fate can be cruel, can't it?"