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Éliane held a cup of inferior coffee. The others had their own, too, if they had needed it. So far, the plans made and the issues presented all seemed sensible to her. As low of her opinion of Zacharias still was, he was playing to the Kirins’ strength by using them as the spearhead of a counterattack. She frowned at the mention of Loki, and then Valon. What was it with Valheim and turncoats? 

She still hadn’t fully processed Loki’s betrayal, in truth, and to her, there had been no good reason for the spy to turn traitor. She had briefly wondered if the barbarians possessed some kind of mind control magic, but Éliane had dismissed it as unrealistic. 

The pink-haired Skaelan nodded along at Rudolf’s questions, finding them sensible along with Galahad’s own points.

“I’ll defer to Esben on Loki. He knows her better than I ever did. I still have a few points of my own to add,” she finally spoke up. 
“We’re going to be in a bad way for communications. We’ll have to assume any codes, procedure words, and semaphore signals for both Drana and Skael are thoroughly compromised. We don’t have time to create and disseminate new ones. We can only do so much but minimize sensitive communication. Challenge and response phrases are better than nothing right now.”

She took a slow sip of her coffee. The next point wasn’t her strong spot –in the field that is—but it was still something that Éliane always had to be concerned about in the back of her mind.

“I didn’t hear any mention of how the fire brigades will be deployed, and that concerns me. Civilian, military, whichever. Your city is very flammable. The Valheimans are going to be throwing around a lot more high explosives and flammable ordinance than I will, and you are going to have fires in the treetops and houses. Do you have a firefighting strategy?”