Cain was silent.
He looked around.
In this room, there were a lot of people who's intentions, he wasn't sure of. However, if there was one thing he had learned so far, it would be that he could trust them, at least to a degree.
He sighed.
"We can't fight a war with the Pilgrims with our numbers. That is a given."
He turned to stare at Boulder,
"I don't mean anything by saying this, Boulder, but your men might not be able to measure up to what Valestorm is capable of."
Lucia frowned, "Doesn't mean we'll go down without a fight."
She slammed her fist against her palm,
"Whatever it is, let them bring it on."
Cain chuckled, "Well, it's good to have morale."
His face darkened, "But that can only take you so far."
He turned to Boulder again,
"I can't say much more than this. At least not for now. Give me a few days and you'll understand."
Boulder's eye twitched. He fell silent.
