Meanwhile, the chaos and cries from the enemy camp had subsided. The Radiant Conclave's army was likewise poised for the final showdown. Those with the keenest senses—both natives and Players—could even catch the fiery rallying cry of one of their generals, attempting to boost the morale of their blindsided troops.
It was a woman's voice, unrecognizable to most but unmistakably familiar to Jake: Lady Faye, the Radiant Conclave's femme fatale and a formidable Saint—the equivalent of their Great Generals.
Even from miles away, he could feel the seductive energy woven into her honeyed voice, conditioning the previously anxious Light Warriors to fight to the death with a zeal bordering on fanaticism. For a smile, even just a glance, they'd sacrifice themselves without a second thought.