"Alright, let's go with that. Shaitan, for any situation we've covered here, you're cleared to act first and report later. If you're taking on the role of our legion's strategist, you need the authority that comes with it."
"Thank you, Master. I won't give you a single thing to worry about."
Shaitan gave me a respectful bow and neatly gathered all the papers on the table.
To the eye, they were just sheets of paper covered in text and diagrams, but the contents were top-secret: a full plan for how we'd fight the war against the Halphas Legion.
"Commit it to memory."
"Of course. I'll respond immediately based on this manual."
The papers we'd organized amounted to a kind of operational manual, covering every scenario we could think of for the war against the Halphas Legion, along with how to handle each one. Even if I had to step away, Shaitan would always be here in the dungeon, and Shaitan would use the manual to manage things.
