Lyan studied the map, his brow furrowing in thought. "It's a solid plan," he said, his voice calm. "But we need to be ready for anything. Varzadia is cunning—they won't follow our script."
Arnold nodded, his eyes meeting Lyan's. "I know. But I believe in our soldiers. I believe in Prince Erich's leadership. He's brought us this far, and he won't let us down now." He paused, his gaze steady. "Astellia stands united, and as long as we stand together, we can face whatever comes our way."
Lyan nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips.
"Of course, but I guess pleasantries should be skipped for now," he said, his tone shifting to one of urgency. "We might be running out of time. Let's get straight to the point."
