Two weeks later, within the confines of Terra City, a palpable sense of anticipation filled the air. Dozens of Terra warriors, clad in their full uniforms, stood in disciplined lines at the hangar, their faces set with determination and resolve.
At the forefront stood a formidable figure, his rugged countenance and mane of long brown hair marking him as Thrax, the immortal gladiator. With a commanding presence, he raised his voice, addressing the assembled warriors with fervor.
"ARE YOU READY FOR BATTLE?!"
A resounding chorus of affirmation echoed across the hangar as the warriors responded in unison, their voices ringing with determination.
"Yes, commander!!"
With a fierce nod, Thrax rallied his troops, urging them into action.
"Go! Go! Aboard the ship! Let's go hunt these pirate bastards!!"
