"LISTEN, ALL OF YOU! You're gathered here not by chance or by mistake, you're here to follow one task," Lieutenant Wang said, shouting and slamming his palm on the whiteboard displaying routes of a deserted land.
"Before you decided to join the Westeros Sword Sect Military, you had one motive, one driving force, which is: TO HELP, PROTECT, and FIGHT against any unlawful act, even if your life was to be put at risk!" he said, stepping forward, banging his hands together as he tilted his gaze across everyone seated in the dim room.
He moved, slamming his fist on the shoulders of all seven soldiers standing at ease and staring back at him with wild eyes. However, the short person among them had the scariest face, his eyes glowing and moving past the long hair that flowed and covered his face.
