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She gestured with her pen. "You're right, the odds aren't good-- because your cohort isn't doing what it needs to get ready," she said. "To take one example not at random: if your friends the tragic Muse and the wine-god were forced to face a real threat together right now, the enemy wouldn't even need to lift a finger-- the two of them would tear each other to shreds in an instant."
She took a small sip of wine. "This, then, is the problem you... all of you... need to solve."