It's rare to see such animated expression on the face of the otherwise stoic Elder; if it emerges, it suggests urgency. Seems like the Seneschal has news about the plan, "Elder, is it good or bad?"
"Good, good news, get going!"
Upon hearing this, John clenches his fists and rushes out of the camp without a word. Following the urgent commands, the administrative staff of the Flame Legion spread the news to the entire city within 15 minutes.
Want to eat your fill at every meal? Yearn for the lawful privileges of ordinary citizens? Ever thought about leaving this godforsaken galaxy in search of a new home, or taking out a loan to buy a house and get yourself a pretty Federal girlfriend? Or maybe joining the glorious Flame Legion, or even seeing the magnificent starlit cosmos?
It's all achievable. Come on, don't hesitate, dear members of the Freedom Line. For democracy, for freedom, and for all that you've been dreaming about.
