# Chapter 154: The Weight of Truth
Dawn came too quickly. The final twelve hours of the scenario had begun, and the city was buzzing with activity. Nox called a war council in what had been the city hall. The room was crowded - his inner circle, his old team, and several of the more competent new recruits.
"Status report."
Vexia stepped forward. "The city is secure. We've established three defensive perimeters, with Mela's scouts providing early warning of any approach. Current fighting force stands at six hundred and thirty-seven, with another two hundred in support roles."
"Good. Supplies?"
"Adequate for a month-long siege, though I doubt we'll need them."
"Enemy movements?"
Mela spoke up. "The remaining players have either fled the region or holed up in defensive positions. No one wants to challenge us directly."
"They're waiting for the scenario to end. Smart."
"There is one issue."
"Which is?"
