Lory swiped her phone, watching the news about Lucas' appearance dominated almost every channel, by now all their enemy should know that Lucas is back and Harland will not be playing defense anymore, this time they must be prepared for the Harland offense.
Lory's lips curved into a measured smirk. There was no trace of worry in her expression, only a cool anticipation. She wasn't impatient for battle; she was curious. She wanted to see how their enemies would move, what choices they would make now that Harland had shifted from defense to offense.
Meanwhile, Lucas's voice carried on, steady yet resonant, reaching every corner of the hall.
"It has been so long since the Dark Age War ended. Today, we live in prosperity, in abundance, in safety. But we must never forget how we arrived here, the price we paid, and the losses we endured." He paused, his gaze sweeping over the audience, eyes burning with a solemn intensity.
