He had to address the elephant in the room.
"Nothing can be done about it," Flexie said, looking toward the people of the Association. "Our alliance wasn't well-structured from the start; there were no clauses added to stop this from happening. But one thing is clear: we cannot stay here any longer."
"With the absence of the other two, it has become irrelevant for us three," Flexie said. He turned to look at the Elder of the Mountain Dwarf clan—the person who had started all of this to begin with—and paused.
Seeing Flexie's gaze linger on him, the Elder felt a moment of bitterness, as if he could read the Grand Admiral's mind. However, he didn't comment on it; in fact, he didn't dare to. He simply said, "I am with you all. Whatever you say, we Mountain Dwarves will follow as per our agreement and as allies—unlike the other two."
