"They'll have men ready at each front to welcome us," his voice rang, loud and clear throughout the room. The whirring of the air conditioner was the only sound in the room. The men sat stoically, looking at the projection on the screen in front of the room. The screen projected the image of a map of Syracuse. It was the very same image that Anthony had taken time to map out with different markings. It was a sight to behold—a truly well-planned battle strategy. He was extremely good at it.