Sure, I keep my folks safe by keeping a sharp eye on the edge, rolling a few old tricks, and making sure nobody thinks they can push us away. If the world wants to tear at our borders, we’ll tighten the perimeter, train the weak, and give the strong a reason to stay—no one likes being the last to hold a line. And if you want a full list, just let me know. I’m not a mind reader, but I’ll tell you what works.

I keep a single sentry on the high ridge, eyes sharp, blade ready. One well‑placed guard can turn an entire column back before it even thinks to move forward. The weak learn that every move is watched, the strong learn that there’s a line they can’t cross without a price. Simple, no fuss, and it keeps the world from breaking in.