Floatzel and Pals (randomness book)

A wide broadcast

The televisions in the guilds and everywhere else skipped over to a Lurantis dressed in a rather dark looking garb.

She began to speak. "It is sad to think that many years have passed and yet the kingdom thinks that it can stand firm, the voices I hear say otherwise. Bixrava is the old way. The nation has always been stuck in its way. Letting guilds and the army do as they please!

We are all just pawns for them! Brothers and sisters I call upon you to see what truly is in front of your eyes! To see how wrong this is!

Things must not stay this way! Things must change for the better! Bixrava must end... the era for Vahalia must arise!" The Lurantis called and she spoke with power. "Along with our brothers and sisters from groups such as shadowside, shroud and blue ocean! We shall recreate this nation as a true utopia for all!"

Chanting could be heard in the background of the broadcast.

Prower was at his desk as he heard this, he clenched his fist. Clearly angered by this broadcast. "It can't be."

Sigal went wide eyed. "A declaration like that..."

Atlas was sitting behind his own desk and just shook his head. "I cannot believe this will happen again."

Carnal looked at Gawain. "What does all this mean?"