He allowed that announcement to hang in the air, as the faces of those that had not been present before turned, trying to understand exactly what he meant by that. Oliver answered for them.
"The High King intends to unite the Stormfront against us, utilising once neutral parties. It is likely that he will succeed. We anticipate that the Treeants, the Pendragons, and the Wyndons will join him. We anticipate too that the scale of the enemy we must fight will be over a hundred thousand men."
Once more, as bluntly as possible, and once more, without the slightest shred of weakness to go along with it. Not the slightest sign that he was intimidated by that fact.
