Tame the divine

Albus walked through the halls of his lab in a frenzy. His rage was visible and could be felt from miles away.

"What's the status on the pathfinder" he asked as someone handed him a file.

"So it's still the same" he said as he looked into the file

"YOU INCOMPETENT BASTARDS!!!" He yelled, throwing away the file and walking into one of the rooms.

It was an old room full of books and the person that Albus came to see had his back turned.

"Our legion was defeated" the man said

"Our subjects were taken"

"Our most powerful prophet met his match"

"And not a single one of our enemies was harmed"

"The council is not happy"

"These rebels have created a nation and soon they will coming for ours"

"So do we strike back immediately?" Albus asked and the man replied

"No"

"This is not the time to use crude methods"

"We already have a plan they won't see coming, so don't worry yourself, General Albus" the man said and Albus replied

"Yes,