A ripple of energy surged through the crowd as the soldiers straightened, their eyes lighting up with a newfound understanding. Naming the enemy gave them form—making them real and tangible. If an enemy had a name, they could be fought—they could be defeated!
Vlad continued, his voice strong and clear. "I have ventured deep into their territory and seen their core—a massive obelisk deep within the Monsoon Continent. It is heavily guarded, and millions of Leviathans stand between us and it. But if we can reach it, victory will be ours!"
The atmosphere shifted as soon as Vlad presented this clear path to victory. The soldiers, burdened by the sheer enormity of their task, now found themselves filled with renewed purpose. Broad smiles appeared on their faces, and they stood a little taller, reinvigorated by the possibility of success.
