"Everyone's here, so I'll go over the situation as it stands." Jared's voice was calm, but every word landed heavy.
Every eye in the room turned to Jared.
"Cloudrest is our last stronghold... The city walls are solid, and the wards are layered thick. It's easy to defend and hard to break. But we don't have enough fighters, and we don't have enough top cultivators... The Tribunal has 3 thousand celestial cultivators. They have the Tribunal Venerable. They also have five True Immortal Realm Level Eight pursuers who came down from the Sixteenth Firmament... We..."
He glanced at Gideon Blackthorn. "We do have friends who escaped from the Sixteenth Firmament. But their injuries still haven't healed, and not many of them can fight."
Gideon Blackthorn rose to his feet and cupped his fist.
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