Chapter 1102: Building Wave
“If they set even a single toe upon the beach, we will turn them back to the sea!” Split-Knuckle furiously boomed, his voice echoing so many times off the walls that Leon wouldn’t have been surprised if it overpowered his privacy wards and let all in Artorion below know his thoughts.
“We must make ready to fight!” Tachys agreed.
“Ha! For a Lion and an Eagle to agree on war is a rare occurrence!”
“It is no matter of agreement, Split-Knuckle, for war has already been decided for us. Now we must fight or die, and I am rather fond of living. I want my children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren to see the peaks and slopes of our new home, to soar above the mountains in our truest shape and breathe the air of the Nexus! If these southern tyrants believe that they can force us out of this valley, then there is only one choice remaining! To paint the cliffs of the Artor Valley red with their blood!”
“The question is not whether or not we will fight,” Marinos, the elder leading the Tigers, stated. “The question is how we will fight. Do we fight upon the newly-constructed walls, waiting for our enemy to emerge from the ocean? Or do we fight down amidst the plains? Keep our foe away from Artorion?”
Ustaloch, the Spider elder, was the first to respond. “We must fight upon the walls!”
Eyes-of-Glass, the Bear elder, agreed. “Our war beasts were decimated in the previous fight; we have little to spare beyond the walls.”
Len, the Hart elder, added, “Many heroes have gone to join our Ancestors. We must prioritize those who remain.”
“They must pay for every foot they advance in blood!” Split-Knuckle insisted.