[ WP ] Our cause is righteous and just . We will not falter

`` Our cause is righteous and just. We will not falter.'' 
 
 I say these words to my subordinates, my comrades, my friends, as we brace ourselves for the coming storm. They did n't look like they believed me. Truthfully, I do n't think I did either. But I could n't let them know that. I continued: 
 
 `` Men, women, friends, comrades, I know we've been fighting this blasted campaign long and hard. We've all made sacrifices, God knows we did, and I thank you all for it, from the depths of my heart.'' 
 
 They shift uneasily, apprehensively, but they're standing a bit straighter than they were a minute ago. They believe me. At least, I hope they do. 
 
 `` But today, everything we've worked for, everything we've fought for, will be put on the line. This may not be our last battle, but it *will* be the turning point, the tipping point that determines whether we emerge in triumph or defeat. And through all the times we've been through together, I know today will be a day of triumph.'' 
 
 Grunts of affirmation propagate through the crowd. Maybe, just maybe, we'll survive this godawful day. 
 
 `` I'm going to be honest with you all: we face a fearsome foe today. Their numbers will be overwhelming, their ferocity inhuman, their claws and fangs and teeth without mercy. But so long as I draw breath, I will take not one step back, not one step in retreat, and we. Will. Hold. The. Line.'' 
 
 Fear flashes across their faces, but they remain at attention. With my last words, a low cheer echoes through their ranks. Finally, I begin to believe my own words. 
 
 `` Remember, men, women, comrades, friends, whatever happens today, victory or defeat, life or death, I want you all to know it's been an honor to serve with you all. And there is no other company of brave souls for which I'd rather lay down my life.'' 
 
 They're cheering! They're actually cheering! Gods be good, we just might survive this day! 
 
 `` Our cause is righteous and just. We will not falter. Now, we march.'' 
 
 I head to our fortress's gates, strong enough, I hope, for the trials to come. My comrades have taken their places; they remember their training, they know their orders. Nervously, my breath shaky, my pulse pounding, I reach for the gates with trembling hands. I peer through the grille; the horde has already arrived. 
 
 *click* 
 
 The gate slides open; the sea of tearing arms and claws and fangs floods in. One last time, I mutter the words to myself. 
 
 `` Our cause is righteous and just. We will not falter.'' 
 
 They are upon us; all I can do is to heed my own orders. My mouth opens, and my dry throat chokes out the words before the horde's vanguard has descended upon my defenseless body. 
 
 `` Welcome to Best Buy for our Black Friday Sale.''
