Clark gripped the rune tightly and remarked, "You've managed this task well. In the future, make sure any matters of note come through me first. I'll assess the situation and decide if it's worth troubling General Drassi."
The ambition etched across Clark's face was unmistakable, his eyes gleaming with the desire to consolidate all the power within his own hands.
Casually, Clark activated the engraved rune, half-expecting to alleviate his boredom with what he anticipated to be a mundane replay. Initially slouched in his leather chair, yawning sporadically, his interest was piqued as the images revealed a massive horde of demons and an orchestrated ambush. His posture straightened, eyes widening with intrigue as the scenario unfolded.