The Great Elder of the Snake Tribe knew that at this point, there was no room for retreat.
"Fellow clansmen, as the formidable enemy approaches, we must not shrink back in order to protect the Queen. Even if it means fighting until the last one of us, we must hold this line of defense. To protect the Queen is an honor even in death!"
The Great Elder began to boost morale, invigorating the tribespeople with his words. It must be said that the Snake Tribe was very united; for their faith and their Queen, they were willing to die, and not a single one of them retreated in fear.
The Snake people waved their weapons and roared out loud, collectively shouting, "To protect the Queen is an honor, even in death!"
"A group of defeated soldiers, what bravery do you speak of? Seeking death!"
