Tiberius stepped up to the podium. He was tired from the war but none could tell due to his anatomy. He spoke clearly and with authority as always. "People of California. I stand before you to assure you that I am still with you. We fight day in and out to protect both you and your families." He raised a hand and ran it across his forehead. "I know not everyone was happy with me taking charge, some of you fought against me, some of you stood beside me, others just didn't care. Well I'm here to tell you we aren't losing this war."
Tiberius grabbed the podium hard making the wood groan. "The Russians have sent meta humans against us. We have repelled them. They have sent aircraft to bomb us. We have destroyed them. They send soldiers to kill us all. We have eliminated them. People of California, we still stand because we don't stand alone. We are unified in our purpose. In that way we cannot lose; titans, heroes, mercenaries. I will be contacting as many of you as I can find, if I can't find you please come to me. I have a special project in mind for the coming weeks. We'll end this war soon."