The religious fervor in her voice created slight discomfort among conventional military commanders. But none objected.
The Fourth Order had proven effective enough that their zealotry was tolerated as price of competence.
"Once we reach Sanctum Lux," Liam continued, "three-pronged assault commences immediately. No siege. No prolonged engagement. We breach first wall within six hours or withdraw entirely. This is surgical strike, not conventional warfare."
"Surgical strike with two hundred thousand troops and catastrophic casualties." Patriarch Mordain's rumbling voice carried skepticism that had never entirely disappeared. "You keep using that phrase, but there's nothing surgical about this assault."
"Surgical in objective. Apocalyptic in execution." Liam's correction was precise. "We're not conquering territory. We're destroying specific infrastructure—the Cathedral of Divine Light where hero summoning occurs. Everything else is secondary to that objective."
