Inside an office with minimal furniture and dark metallic walls covering every side, a rigid-looking man in military uniform alone behind the expensive-looking table was reading multiple reports.
From his cold face and stoic expressions, one can tell nothing about him, but from the way that he read the reports multiple times as his hand betrayed his calm and collected demeanor, knocking on the table and producing a rhythm that reflected an inner conflict that was taking place inside the man's mind.
"Sigh!!"
Exhaling as if he was resigning himself to something, the worry in the man's eyes was evident and clear to anyone who paid attention to details.
"The Lordships need to know."
The man stood up from his chair as he operated the terminal in front of him, closing the previous report he had been reading and making his way out of the room.
