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As Lyon stood at the forefront, a wave of unease rippled through the ranks of the other adventurers. The sheer scale of the impending war stretched out before them, a daunting sight that fueled whispers of doubt and uncertainty. The murmurs among the adventurers were a cacophony of fear, their words laden with the weight of impending doom.
"Heading into certain death," one adventurer mumbled to another, casting a furtive glance at the vast army of golems and diverse races that awaited them. "We're just pawns in a battle we can't win."
Yet, amid the rising doubts, a brave few attempted to counter the prevailing fear. "Have some faith! Lyon Torga is leading us. The Grand Adventurer himself!" argued a hopeful voice, attempting to inject confidence into the hesitant group.
