Jefferson had the oddest feeling in his mind.
"Sir? We're ready if you are, Sir."
The words of the 20-something-year-old in front of him brought him back to reality, and with a sneer, he said "Speak when you are spoken to. Let's set out."
Today was the day when the plan of the Order would all come together: it was a fairly simple one, as plans went. A few hundred thousand would die, and millions would become prepared to march out and avenge their deaths when the opportunity was presented right in front of their eyes.
Just like all those made by the Overseer, it was extremely practical, and of course, extremely necessary for the continent.
This was a war against a force which would be able to crush them if they were in the same place where it was located, but because they were so far away, it had needed so much time to even mount the attack that would soon come which would decide everything.
