"So...", he hoarsely drew in a breath of his cigarette, the tip suddenly flaring up, visibly burning backwards.
As his inhalation ceased, the cigarette moved from his mouth, his head tilting slightly back; a thick plume of smoke billowed from his mouth and nose, wafting upwards.
He uttered what everyone had been anticipating, "...we are going to take over the port area."
Hiram immediately stood up excitedly, "It's about time we did this, Lance!"
"We should deliver a shock from the Empire to those bastards!"
A positive team always needs someone to play the devil's advocate against the decision-makers.
Preventing overheating is crucial; sometimes fervent emotions can make one overlook some problems, and Elvin played that role.
He appeared rational, "We have yet to fully consolidate our hold on the Imperial District, if we expand now, we may have insufficient manpower and it could impact the Imperial District."
Lance frowned, "How many people do we have altogether now?"
