Yet more were continuing to arrive when Armsmaster and Legend turned away from their conversation and walked up to the front of the room. The din in the room quieted, and every set of eyes was on them.
Looks like we’re about to start the meeting.
Legend cleared his throat. He had the kind of voice that you listened to, “We owe thanks to Dragon and Armsmaster for their early alert. We’ve had time to gather, and that means we have just a few more minutes to prepare and brief for Leviathan’s arrival, instead of jumping straight into the fray as we arrive.
Leviathan. Good ol’ monstrous name. I guess we’re up against a particularly sea-based Endbringer?
With this advantage, some luck, teamwork and hard effort from everyone, I hold out hope that this could be one of the good days.”
Yes, hopefully.
Unfortunately hope is sometimes kinda hard to come by in this story.
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