"What?"
"I don't know how it happened, sir!"
It had been perfect. His armies were all sitting around about to seize power in a beautiful (hopefully very bloody) coup d'etat. And then...something happened.
"Our armies, they were completely randomized! It's as if God himself took our armies and randomly dispersed them around the world, along with the other generals who were all vying for power!"
"And what of the fourteen armies I had in reserve?"
"We've worked out a way to deploy them wherever you already have an army. It's called teleportation."
"And I can't just use this teleportation to teleport all my troops together and consolidate power?"
"There's apparently a crazy science law that forbids it. I think it's called The Convenient and Irrational Power Limiting Law."
The commander rolled his eyes. Azlan Hawthrone "The Human" was not happy. But, so as long as he still had armies...he would take the world. He would make sure of it.