The army is assembled at the appointed place. Our banners are unfurled, our armor is polished to a blinding shine, our swords are sharpened to a killing edge. We have built the best war engines our learned men can design. We have the high ground and the blessings of the Gods.
The monster has terrible power and will come at it’s leisure.
When it does, some of us may lose heart, but those who do will be encouraged by the bravery of their fellows. If we are to die we will die as men in front of our city’s walls.