The voice of Jax thundered deep within the cathedral, unshakable and divine, echoing across every corner of the land:
"Listen to my words. Lead my armies to the poorest cities. Let the nobles be executed, let the armies fall, let every oppressor die. But do not touch the innocent. They will be brought into my dominion, where they shall be reborn as my children. Faith itself will tell you who to destroy and who to save."
The eyes of the generals and priestesses burned with divine fire. Every word from the God of Dreams was etched into their hearts as an unbreakable commandment.
And so the exodus began.
