Ikenga stepped into the silence, his presence commanding the focus of the room. "In a conflict between two worlds, the objective is not mere annihilation. The goal is for the victor to absorb the origin and the very core of the defeated world, integrating it into their own to expand their foundations and transcend their current limitations."
He turned his gaze toward Jaus, his expression unreadable. "We have reached the absolute limit of the power our current world can sustain, hence the current slow growth. A victory in the War of Worlds would shatter that ceiling, allowing us to grow faster and more. But none of that growth is possible if the world we conquer is reduced to ash, which is exactly what would happen if you were to force your hand, brother."
