Sanctuary: Safe Haven

Right after the three legendary beings informed Canna that they would join him in three months' time, Vorgrim was the next to seek an audience with him. The battle was drawing near, and Vorgrim had a new strategy in mind that plays along with the legendary beings.

Vorgrim knelt on one knee before Canna. After receiving a nod from him, he began, "My liege, with the confirmation that the three legendary beings will join us, I propose a different strategy—one that could benefit everyone in the sanctuary."

Canna narrowed his eyes. The participants for the upcoming battle were originally intended to be just him and his closest subordinates, with the recent inclusion of the three legendary beings. However, the way Vorgrim spoke suggested a broader involvement. "Let's take a seat," Canna replied, his tone calm but curious. "Mortem, join us as well."

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Mortem manifested from Canna's shadow, his form emerging like a dark mist coalescing into shape. The trio sat down around a sturdy wooden table, the air around them tense with anticipation.

In matters of large-scale warfare, Vorgrim was the obvious choice to lead discussions. His vast knowledge of tactics, experience in leading armies, and the weight of his titles made him a formidable strategist.

[Name: Vorgrim]

Level: 143

Race: Voragon

Rank: Mid Calamity

Class: Warlord

HP: 2100

MP: 1500

Strength: 850

Speed: 600

Defense: 900

Intelligence: 750

Agility: 620

Stamina: 800

Vitality: 870

Attribute Points: 0

Titles:

Warlord

Title Effect: Commands respect and loyalty among allies, increasing their morale and fighting spirit in battle. Vorgrim's presence on the battlefield greatly boosts the confidence and effectiveness of his forces, making them harder to break.

Dread Marshal

Title Effect: Instills fear and dread in enemy ranks while bolstering the combat effectiveness and courage of allied forces in his presence. Enemies within a certain radius of Vorgrim find their resolve weakened, while allies become more fervent in their attacks.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Skills:

Warlord's Command: Issues strategic orders that enhance the effectiveness of allied forces in battle, making their attacks more coordinated and deadly.

Tactical Insight: Analyzes battlefield conditions and adjusts tactics on the fly to exploit enemy weaknesses.

Master Swordsman: Shows mastery in swordplay, delivering precise and devastating strikes that can cut through even the toughest armor.

Shield Wall: Forms a defensive formation with allies, significantly reducing incoming damage and protecting vulnerable units from ranged attacks.

Inspiring Presence: Radiates an aura of authority and courage, boosting the morale and resilience of nearby allies, making them more resistant to fear effects.

Battlefield Coordination: Coordinates attacks and maneuvers with pinpoint accuracy, maximizing tactical advantages and minimizing losses.

War Cry: Unleashes a fearsome roar that instills courage in allies and strikes terror into the hearts of enemies.

Rallying Banner: Raises a banner that rallies nearby forces, enhancing their combat prowess, speed, and resolve.

Swift Reflexes: Enhanced agility and quick reaction times in combat, allowing for rapid dodges and counters.

Blade Dance: Engages multiple enemies with a whirlwind of swift and deadly sword strikes, capable of incapacitating several foes at once.

Commander's Vigilance: Maintains constant vigilance over the battlefield, detecting enemy movements and potential ambushes before they can spring.

Spearhead Assault: Leads a focused assault on enemy lines, breaking through defenses with relentless aggression and precision.

Art of Warfare: Applies ancient principles of warfare, adapting strategies to exploit enemy weaknesses and achieve decisive victories.

Weapon Mastery: Medium proficiency with any weapon, allowing for versatility in combat.

Aura of Dread: Radiates an aura of malevolence that unsettles enemies, weakening their resolve and causing fear-based debuffs.

Canna considered Vorgrim's proposal, his brows furrowed in thought. If Vorgrim, with all his experience and tactical brilliance, was confident in this plan, it must have merit. Yet, Canna knew Vorgrim well enough to understand that any plan he devised would be complex and come with risks.

After several hours of intense discussion, Canna leaned back in his chair, a slight scowl on his face. "Your strategy is bold, Vorgrim. Risky, even. But the potential benefits could be substantial," he conceded. "Still, it's not just up to us. The inhabitants of the sanctuary deserve to have a say in this, especially if we're involving them more directly in the fight."

Vorgrim nodded, acknowledging Canna's point. "Indeed, my liege. But if we manage to pull this off, not only will we secure victory, but we will also elevate the strength and spirit of everyone in the sanctuary. This battle could be a turning point, a chance for all to prove their mettle."

Canna stood up, his expression determined. "Very well. We'll put it to a vote. Let's gather everyone."

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Canna called for a large gathering, instructing Mortem to spread the word. The Sanctuary was alive with chatter and speculation as the inhabitants made their way to the central square, where a makeshift stage had been set up. Hundreds of faces, young and old, filled the space, each reflecting a mix of curiosity, concern, and excitement.

As the crowd settled, Canna took the stage, flanked by Vorgrim and Mortem. He raised his hand to signal for silence, and the murmuring ceased.

"I have gathered you all here tonight because we face a crucial decision," Canna began, his voice carrying across the square. "In three months' time, we are set to face a formidable enemy—the green orcs, led by Grakthar the Ravager. This will not be an easy battle. However, Vorgrim has informed me about everyone's hardwork.

A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd. The green orcs were a race they knew from the academny, big ol grunts that relies on brute strength

Vorgrim stepped forward, his presence instantly drawing the attention of everyone gathered. He took a moment to gaze at the faces before him, seeing in them the determination and strength that had grown over time. After a few moments of silence, he began to speak. "I have watched each of you train, struggle, and push beyond your limits.

I have seen your commitment to growth, your dedication to mastering your skills. This battle presents a unique opportunity—a chance for you to showcase the fruits of your hard work and the strength you've cultivated. But let me be clear: joining this battle is entirely voluntary. There will be no consequences for those who choose not to fight.

This is about experience, growth, and the choice to stand with us if you feel ready. We value each of you, and no decision will change your place within our Sanctuary."

Canna continued, "In three months, we will be facing a considerable number of orcs in battle. We've already conducted reconnaissance, and there are hundreds of thousands of lower-ranking orcs for those who want to 'test their skills.' The higher-ranking ones will be handled by a select group. For those who are interested in joining this fight, remain here after the gathering.

If you're not interested, feel free to leave and continue with your tasks as before. Remember, this is entirely voluntary—your decision to join or not will not affect your standing or place here in the Sanctuary."

There was a brief silence before the first cheer erupted from the crowd, followed by another, and then a chorus of voices rising in unison. The spirit of the Sanctuary was strong, and Canna could feel the resolve of his people solidify.

"Then it's settled," Canna declared, a smile forming on his lips. "Prepare yourselves. Train hard. In three months, we will show the green orcs and all of Sepra what it means to be part of this Sanctuary!"

The crowd roared in agreement, their fear replaced by a newfound determination. Vorgrim's strategy, though risky, had been accepted. Now, all that remained was to put it into action.