บท 44: CALL OF DUTY: Illiana’s Revival —3

[REPUBLIC OF ILLIANA, 456TH CENTURY, WINTER]

At the heart of the capital, preparations for a monumental address were in full swing. The podium, a symbol of national pride, stood tall before the grand house.

President Maras approached it, his steps measured, his fingers trembling as he adjusted his tie. He took a deep breath, readying himself for what was to come.

The moment had arrived. Maras ascended the steps, his expression steely, his gaze intense. He looked out over the crowd, the people of Illiana silent and expectant.

"Citizens of Illiana," he began, his voice clear and resonant. "We stand at a critical juncture. Information has come to light, revealing a plot against our great nation."

Maras' eyes swept over the crowd, "A plot that sought to undermine our very foundations," he declared, his words stirring a murmur among the listeners.