Mr. Class Rep, could you get us started?

Huh? Oh!

Class monitor, on your command.

Good. Give the order.

They stand on their front legs when their trainer commands them!

Orchendor and his Afflicted are meant to stand ready, awaiting Peryite's command to cover the world with his Blessing.

We turned in unison as if a coxswain had called! They were there. They were already there! Folks closest to the bears didn't even manage to draw their weapons. They… they were ripped to shreds.