[Age 80: But Motuoke did not return. He died in Dawn City and dragged the group into a massive storm. Even though the board quickly cut ties and sacrificed the lesser to save the greater, the group still suffered a major blow. As a result, the Federation stripped it of one Mercenary Group slot.
The board had no choice but to ask you to step in, calming the restless Mercenaries while further lobbying Graystone Palace in hopes that the president would put pressure on Dawn City. You realized that the Federation was tearing apart at a pace far beyond your understanding.
For once, you took the initiative to call your younger brother. He said the president was highly wary of him and barely told him anything specific about the current situation. However, according to information he had received from friends in Congress and Graystone Palace, the president seemed to be trying to balance the conflict between Dawn City and the financial conglomerates, hoping to expand the Federation's central power through that balance.
Though it looked like playing with fire, your brother believed that if he succeeded, the president's power would be amplified to an unprecedented degree. It had nothing to do with him as vice president, though. He was already too old, and if he ran again, almost no party would support him.
You told your brother to take care of himself. You realized that the Federation was not as stable and balanced as you had once imagined, and you began considering whether to withdraw while the tide was still favorable and resign from the board.
You called your son and told him to stay safe. Instead, he urged you to watch the news more often and excitedly told you that change was coming, that a new era was about