There is one cold, elegant way to flip an enemy into a sweating, compliant ally.
Let them discover—quietly, inevitably—that you are in possession of something capable of turning their brand-new enemies into existential threats overnight.
Simple. Almost insultingly simple.
The nakedly obvious play that makes you wonder why the rest of the world doesn't do it more often—until you remember that most people are thick as frozen pig, couldn't plot their way out of a soggy cardboard box, let alone conduct the meticulous, multi-phase dismemberment of a seven-headed social hydra without cutting their own fingers off.
But Phei?
