The execution was kicking into full force as the final masses of the Garden had gathered for an evening promised to kick into motion the plan to save them all. There was little over a few hundred people piled into the small village, with others sitting on the outskirts watching from a distance. Lucas was right in the middle, in awe at such a large gathering. "Have you ever seen so many people all together in one place?"
Richard shook his head, whistling to himself. "It's sure something, isn't it? People aren't just here to see the execution but also hear the Gardeners' plan to win this war. From what I've heard going around the garrison, the war is on the verge of victory."
"Even with three Stages missing?" Lucas questioned, conflicted.
"I heard that the Gardeners are actually going to take part in the battle now."
"The Gardeners?! Fight with us? I don't believe it."
