The chamber erupted in a storm of disbelief.
Jarza was the first to break the stunned silence, his usually composed features twisting into open incredulity.
"Have you lost your godsdamned mind?" The words tore from his throat like a battle cry. "These aren't stray dogs you can whistle to heel—these are men who were trying to carve their way through the city not three days past! And you think they'll suddenly turn around and fight for the hand that broke them?" His fingers curled into fists. "This is madness !"
Asag exhaled through his nose, the sound of a man desperately clinging to patience.
