The Council's Desperation
The tension in the rebel command center was palpable. Ada Sobowale paced the length of the room, her thoughts swirling in a storm of anger and responsibility. Reports of brutality had flooded in from across the city—images and messages that painted a grim portrait of the Council’s latest actions. Entire neighborhoods had been blockaded, civilians detained in mass sweeps. The Eternal Council was no longer simply hunting rebels; they were punishing the people of Lagos for daring to hope.
Jidenna stood at the map table, his jaw clenched tight as he reviewed the latest intelligence. “It’s worse than we thought,” he said, his voice low but steady. His fingers traced the locations of the blockades and crackdowns on the map. “They’re hitting civilians hard—arbitrary arrests, disappearances, executions. They’re trying to break the spirit of the city.”