Syiera nodded and sighed softly, glancing at the few people gathered in the room. She shouldn't have expected that her younger sister would stay behind while she went up against their opponent, almost completely alone. She met the gazes of the captains in the room, all of them waiting to order their troops according to her commands. She twisted her hands slightly before she managed to speak.<br/><br/>She lifted her head and spoke strongly, masking her fear and worry as best she could.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8040ff">"Pya and I need a small contingent of men to follow us. Their attack has been halted for the time being, and we want to take this opportunity to strike back and strike hard."</span>The nervous faces of the captains took a moment to estimate their potential losses before they finally agreed. She gave a soft sigh of relief, and her hand moved to rest on the hilt of her sword.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8040ff">"Now let's get this all figured out."</span>