For the Legendary Mage, no matter what, his advance could not stagnate at such a critical moment. Nearly a hundred thousand years had passed since the "Darknight Raven" operation. If the half-dead Owen had been rescued, then he had probably already divulged everything he could. The "Chairman" must have obtained enough information by now to formulate thorough actions and precise plans.
Moreover, through a simple investigation, Punk had confirmed that warlocks infected by gray energy had spread across almost the entirety of Faerûn over those long fifty thousand years. The Mage Guild's conspiracy was visibly nearing completion. The "Chairman's" next mission could not possibly continue with such indefinite waits of twenty or thirty thousand years at a time. Every Legendary powerhouse drawn into this storm had to improve more efficiently, lest they be swallowed by the coming tempest.
In a sense, His Excellency the Blazing Sun Throne's decision to "pay out of his own pocket and risk having who knew how many marks recorded against him by the River of Fate to support a few mercenaries" had already conveyed a very clear message—I needed Morningstar-tier assistance as soon as possible, and they had to advance to Morningstar quickly as well!
Now, "Whisper of Destruction" had received that message and exhausted nearly all the resources that had practically been handed to him for free. If, after this, he still failed to advance as the "Chairman" expected, the result of a failed investment was clearly something no one wished to see.
Punk even felt that, if that happened, he might be left behind by the rapidly advancing Executors. After all, now that everyone had received ample resources from the "Chairman," people like Kane would definitely no longer progress at a leisurely pace. Their pursuit was anything but slow.
*There is no time