"Victor," Julius said finally, "I understand your point. But Arturo also has a point about resources."
"So what do you suggest?" Victor crossed his arms, his frustration evident in every line of his posture. "That we surrender?"
"I suggest we find a third option," Julius stood, moving toward the strategic map that dominated the room. "One that uses our strengths without ignoring our weaknesses."
The silence that followed was tense, but at least there was no more shouting. The weight of impossible decisions hung heavy in the air, pressing down on all three brothers as they contemplated their limited options.
Julius remained silent for several minutes, his eyes fixed on the strategic map that dominated the central table. His fingers traced supply lines and troop positions, calculating possibilities and probabilities with the methodical mind his father had never possessed.
