[: 3rd POV :]
Inside the Grand Sanctum Hall, Daniel remained seated before the enormous holographic map of Terria.
Daniel quietly stared at the projection for a long time.
His expression showed neither excitement nor concern.
Only contemplation.
"...I've got more than enough manpower."
He spoke softly.
Mika looked toward him.
"You mean the military?"
Daniel nodded.
"Yes."
"At our current strength, we possess enough soldiers, commanders, rulers, and elites to simultaneously conquer well over a thousand planets."
Trey looked surprised.
"...Already?"
Daniel smiled faintly.
"The strength of one hundred worlds isn't something ordinary."
"Our military has grown exponentially."
He looked toward another report.
"Our logistics."
"Our resources."
"Our production."
"Our reserve forces."
"They're all more than sufficient."
He slowly folded his arms.
"And because every conquered world ultimately resides within me through the Sanctum Tree..."
