"Everyone gathered here should know that the beast tide is dangerous and deadly, and many of us might die. But still, knowing this, we are all gathered here to fight. I respect all of you who have come knowing this," the blindfolded old man said with a commanding presence. "The beast tide, according to our information, will reach Hunter City in three minutes, so there isn't time to waste."
His words resonated with the warriors, instilling both fear and resolve. Apollo steadied himself, feeling the weight of the impending battle. He glanced around, seeing the determination in the eyes of those around him, and took a deep breath, preparing himself for the imminent clash.
"The army will be divided into thirty groups, each having around two thousand warriors, and they will be led by the people standing beside me," the blindfolded old man continued.
