Is this home? |ranboo x oc|

Part 6- why not fight?

•3rd pov•

When she got to the camp she'd set up over years, she finally let her wings have a break. Camp Linas is the housing for warriors and demigods that volunteered to fight for justice. Most of them are itching to fight Dream, many of their homes destroyed by Dream's march to power. Walking into camp, she watched as they trained with weapons of varying power. Bows with starlight woven into the seams to enchant with some ability, swords with varying runes for strength and varying magic types, et cetera. You name it, someone's probably using it and honing their battle skills. It almost makes her want to reach jnto her bag and grab her very, very powerful weapons and train. Ignoring the urges, she keeps focused.

Kataena's second in command, Vesta, ran towards her cloaked figure when she was walking near the training rings. Being the daughter of the god of the skies, Vesta was quick to notice her leader fly in.

"Hey boss! Whatcha doin here? You only come in for training on Tuesdays and Fridays, did something come up? Or do you just want to fight me with the longsword again?" the commander laughed, obviously oblivious to what was happening.

"I need you to get all warriors to an urget meeting in the mess hall except for the patrol units. We had fifteen out watching, make it fourty. Archers and swordmen, and someone from the meeting can fill them in after." Kataena ordered her. Vesta's eyes widened at the authority in her voice, as she only used it when something big was happening.

"Yes, general."

-in the meeting-
•Kataena pov•

Watching the hall fill up with worried, sweaty warriors, I stood in wait at the podium. I hate using this podium in all honesty, it makes me feel like I'm displaying my title in front of my friends. This time, I have no choice. This isn't a casual matter. When Vesta gives me the signal that everyone was here and accounted for, I begin.

"Hello, warriors." The room went silent. you cound drop a piece of hay and everyone's heads would turn. They are giving me as much respect as I give them.

"I know you are worried about why I called you all here suddenly, but this is something you need to hear." Standing up rimrod straight, I make sure to put power and authority in my voice, my body language, my general energy.

"Five hours ago, an enemy showed his mask at the borders of L'manburg, only to give a document. Not a document of peace, but a declaration of war against L'manburg and it's allies." Soft gasps and murmurs could be heard through the crowd, knowing that the country I'm building is an ally of my family's beloved nation before we even have a capital.

"The man you know as Dream is declaring war against us, hoping to scare me into joining his side. He recognizes me as a threat to his power before I even have my title or my magical power as a god. Imagine what his reaction will be when our army appears on the battlefield, weapons brandished, ready to fight a battle you have all prepared for since you were able to hold a sword." Looking at them all as I speak, I watch as they start getting excited. They are getting ready to prepare for battle.

"You could be the last hope of our neighboring nation. I need you to gather anyone you know will join the fight, and fast. We will put an end to the tyranny of Dream's empire! FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR KINGDOM! FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR PEOPLE! WILL YOU STAND WITH ME AS I MARCH INTO BATTLE? WILL YOU FIGHT NO MATTER THE RISKS, WARRIORS OF THE WORLD?" I gradually raised my voice to a shout to get them excited for the goal we have all been waiting for.

They stand as one, putting their fists and weapons in the air as they scream at the top of their lungs. "WE WILL FIGHT GENERAL!"