Osa stood atop a makeshift platform before a sea of half a million people.
Osa yelled, "For too long, we've been suppressed for simply speaking Zo-pak. The majority of Zo-pak speakers are unable to find a job in Cascadia because of our language! We must end corruption and make Zo-pak the official language of Cascadia."
The crowd erupted in cheers, their enthusiasm fueling his resolve as he delivered a powerful hour-long speech.
Afterwards, Osa left the stage. He grabbed a cold beer from the tin bucket of ice resting on the grass, savouring the taste as people danced around a bonfire, their voices harmonizing under the glow of a crescent moon.
Noah and Racheal approached Osa and said, "Osa, that was a great speech. What's the plan for us when we reach Zo-Zo city?"
"I'm going to the Allan Palace. I have to take what belongs to me. I've to go. Things are going to get bloody. Half a million native Zo-pak speakers will join us."
Osa grabbed Racheal by her wrist. "Come with me. We'll celebrate in the teepee."