Laurel stood and watched as her comrades assembled beside her. Her heart had begun to sink as she waited for them, but now she felt renewed strength. When the noise died down, she slowly began again.
'Your honour is unmatched. These times will go into tales for a great time among these people! Your bravery at this moment is enough to topple any army! That is what I believe!'
'But now I ask you to hasten. We must be ready. I ask you all begin to get ready for the great onslaught! In three days we shall have these Villagers homes free of fear, as it was meant to be!'
With great cheers of support, the group dissapated, and only their leaders were left.
'Well, now is the time for strategy. What say you?'
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