A beam of golden light penetrated the glass window, lancing across the office floor. From it, Rad's formidable form rapidly manifested from feet to head. The towering Und gazed down at the panicking chairperson.
"Why do you panic over such a trifle?" Rad maintained an impassive gaze.
"It's easy for you to say when you are not in my position."
Rad shook their head, disappointed that the chairperson wasn't thinking strategically. "You are worrying that this failure will incite a greater uprising, one that will usurp you. You are not thinking about the tactical advantage this setback provides."
Beam turned their back on Rad, clasping their hands behind their head in a gesture of distress. Rad approached and placed a heavy right hand on Beam's shoulder.
