Lucien shook his head. Somehow, Zarek had yet again stolen something that belonged to him and made it his own. But it did not matter; all Lucien cared about was ending the war that had caused thousands of brave soldiers to lose their lives.
Lucien stood up. "I hate to be the party pooper, but this is not going to be an easy fight. We have to prepare ourselves for the worst and remember to have each other's backs in battle. In this battle, there will be no Arvenian, Rusvile, Noctian, Ionian, or Lanis. Just soldiers defending their territory from their common enemies!"
There was a moment of silence, quickly followed by an overwhelming sound of clapping. Lucien maintained a straight face. "By the end of tonight, all the civilians should be in a safe location. We should be expecting Valorians by tomorrow evening. God give us victory!" He ended his comment on a high note.
