My Ninth Ordeal Of The Dusk

Through the Landship's communication system, I addressed the entire bastion. 

My voice resonated, amplified by the Cognitive Engines to reach every corner of the ship, every bastioneer, Heavenly Maid, and Duolos within range. Even the external speakers broadcast to those stationed outside, ensuring no one missed the announcement.

"People of the bastion," I began, my tone carrying the weight of both command and charisma, honed to command respect but tempered with warmth. Or atleast, that was what I perceived it. "As we stand on the threshold of another Ordeal of the Dusk, let us remind ourselves why we endure. Why we persevere. 

"Each night, Carcosa seeks to test us, to see if we are worthy of survival in a world that spares no one. And each night, we rise to meet that challenge, overcompensating our fragile vessel yet radiant soul with an irresistible spark of hope and unity toward any goal that we strive to achieve~!"