The skies over Capriha churned with unrest, clouds swirling as if mirroring the turmoil below. The city's rebuilt spires gleamed under the setting sun, but the air was thick with unease, the memory of the Capriha Incident still a raw wound. Kazimir's broadcast had ignited a firestorm—screens across Bruswa, Jahard, Ostrava, Marinthel, and Capriha replayed his words, his image seared into the public's mind: a man with galactic eyes offering salvation or doom. Massive ships loomed over the ocean, their silhouettes dwarfing the horizon, guarded by two of Kazimir's strongest. The Kazimir Exclusion Accord, signed by President Alphon Varrick, High Chancellor Sorella Vayne, Emperor Jahard IX, Lady Yusef Mavaren, and General Horace Dunlow, had barred him from Earth's borders, yet his presence lingered like a storm waiting to break.
In Ostrava, the Azure Sky headquarters buzzed with purpose. Sando stood at the center, his holy sword pulsing with Solaris' faint fragment, his face a mask of righteous fury. "We're heading to Capriha," he declared, his voice cutting through the atrium's polished silence. "We stop Kazimir and his schemes—whatever it takes."
Pluto adjusted his black coat, his blue eyes unreadable but steady. Glavatus cracked his knuckles, a grin splitting his face. "Let's smash that devil's plans!" Ayane's light purple hair swayed as she slung her one-sided cape over her shoulder, her dark purple eyes glinting with resolve. "I don't trust him, but I want answers. Let's move." Gendai lingered behind, her succubus aura flickering, her green hair catching the light as she grappled with Kazimir's words—and his jab at her bond with Sando.
The skytrain hummed as it streaked toward Capriha, the Azure Sky team a coiled spring of determination and doubt. Gendai's voice broke the silence, soft but piercing. "Sando… what if he's telling the truth about Rygar and Nebula?"
Sando's jaw tightened. "He's a liar, Gendai. A Disciple of Nebula, twisting words to save himself. I'll prove it when I face Vanessa."
Ayane leaned back, her cape fluttering. "He's hot, sure, but a snake. Still, that White Hole… it's got me curious. If he knows something, we need to pry it out."
Pluto, ever the quiet one, spoke up. "He mentioned a High Dragon—Rygar. If that's true, we're walking into a bigger fight than we thought."
Glavatus laughed, his booming voice shaking the cabin. "Bigger fight? Good! I'm itching to crack some skulls!"
Sando's eyes burned. "Kazimir's challenge is mine. I'll take down Vanessa, then him. He's not Azoth's equal—and neither am I. I'm better."
The skies above Capriha roiled with storm clouds, their edges tinged with the fading fire of a crimson sunset. The city's rebuilt spires gleamed defiantly, but the air thrummed with unease, the Capriha Incident's scars pulsing beneath the surface. Kazimir's broadcast had set the world ablaze—screens across Bruswa, Jahard, Ostrava, Marinthel, and Capriha replayed his galactic-eyed visage, offering salvation or doom. Massive Prismic Gathering ships hovered over the ocean, their alien hulls casting ominous shadows, guarded by Riah and Vanessa. The Kazimir Exclusion Accord—sealed by President Alphon Varrick, High Chancellor Sorella Vayne, Emperor Jahard IX, Lady Yusef Mavaren, and General Horace Dunlow—had barred Kazimir from Earth, yet his influence lingered through his allies, a storm poised to break.
On the deck of the largest ship, Riah stood, her red-and-white striped hair flaring like a phoenix's crest, her crimson-red and black eyes blazing with resolve. Her Phoenix flames danced around her, the undying fire Solaris had coveted, casting a radiant glow against the stormy dusk. Beside her, Vanessa's abyssal aura swirled, a void of darkness that seemed to swallow the light, her eyes glinting with calm menace. A holographic screen flickered before Riah, displaying Vrasnia's crystalline palace, where Kazimir stood, his black hair with blue tips catching the aurora's glow, his galactic eyes swirling with stars and a crescent moon pupil. Neve and Jessie flanked him, their auras—ice and steel—adding to the war room's tension.
Riah's voice trembled through the transmission, her flames pulsing with worry. "My mom… I hope she listened, Kaz. The village—they have to board these ships."
Kazimir's void aura hummed gently, his eyes softening. "She'll come, Riah. She's your mother—she'll trust the fire in your heart."
Riah gripped her katana, Eternal Renaissance, her flames flickering beneath her skin. "I know. But the Accord… Earth's locked us out. Sando's on his way with his Azure Sky team."
Kazimir smirked, his voice laced with defiance. "Let him come. Vanessa's a force of nature, and you're no slouch either. If Sando wants to play hero, he'll crash and burn."
Riah's flames surged, her voice hardening. "He's got Solaris' fragment, but it's weak. He's no match for you—or me. But Kaz… what if he rallies the other nations? Jahard, Bruswa, Ostrava, Marinthel—they're all against us."
Kazimir's smirk faded, his tone dropping to a resolute rumble. "Then we fight. Rygar's the real threat, not Sando's pride. If the Saturas fall to him, we're Earth's last hope—whether they like it or not."
Riah nodded, her resolve steeling as she stood against the ocean's roar. "We fight together. Like we swore."
Kazimir's galactic eyes glinted, a rare warmth breaking through. "Always, Riah. You and Vanessa hold the line there. Neve, Jessie, and I will handle things from Vrasnia."
In Vrasnia's crystalline palace, Kazimir stood in the war room, holographic screens displaying Capriha's oceans and the Prismic Gathering's ships. Neve's white hair shimmered, her ice aura chilling the air as she leaned against a console, her playful smile hiding her readiness. Jessie stood nearby, her two-toned purple hair swaying, "Sando's team is closing in," Jessie said, her voice calm but sharp. "He's got guts, challenging Riah and Vanessa."
Neve twirled an ice dagger, grinning. "Guts or stupidity. Riah's flames and Vanessa's void? He's in for a bad day."
Kazimir's void lightning crackled faintly. "Sando's Solaris fragment is nothing compared to Riah's Phoenix or Vanessa's abyss. Let him try."
Jessie's eyes narrowed. "If he rallies the Accord's nations, this could spiral. Riah's exposed out there."
Kazimir nodded, his gaze fixed on Riah's holographic image. "She's got this.
In Capriha's coastal outskirts, the Azure Sky team descended, the storm clouds crackling above. Sando's holy aura flared, his sword raised, Solaris' fragment glowing faintly. "Riah! Vanessa! Face me!"
Vanessa stepped forward, her abyssal aura swirling like a black hole, her voice cold and mocking. "Sando, the hero of Ostrava. Ready to lose everything?"
Riah's flames roared, her katana blazing with white fire. "Sando, stop this. You're fighting the wrong enemy. The threat is on the moon Kazimir's offering Earth a chance."
Sando's eyes burned, his voice a roar. "Riah, you're a Satura! How can you stand with him?"
Riah's flames surged, her voice cutting through the wind. "I'm here for my mother, my village. They're coming to these ships because I begged them. Believe me, Sando, or you're dooming them."
Ayane's cape billowed as she stepped forward, her dark purple eyes glinting. "The moon? What's Spill it, Phoenix girl."
Riah's gaze was fierce. "You will find out soon enough if you dont believe me i will show you.
Glavatus snorted, folding his arms. "Scare tactics. Kazimir's dodging his crimes."
Pluto's voice was low, calculating. "Yeah I dont believe you."
Gendai's eyes locked on Riah, trembling. "Your just a yes man Riah."
Riah nodded, her flames softening. My mother's out there, leading our village to safety. Don't make this harder."
High Chancellor Sorella Vayne's voice boomed from a platform, her jeweled rings flashing. "Capriha will not yield to Kazimir's lies and your lies! We stand united—Bruswa, Jahard, Ostrava, Marinthel!"
In the distant woods, Riah's mother led her village toward the ships, her red hair a beacon under the stormy sky. "My daughter's fighting for us," she said, tears streaking her face. "We board, or we're lost we have."
Sando charged, his holy light clashing with Vanessa's void and Riah's flames. The Azure Sky team braced—Ayane's cape flaring, Pluto's gaze steady, Glavatus grinning, Gendai's aura flickering with doubt. Across the stars in Vrasnia, Kazimir, Neve, and Jessie watched, their faces tense as Capriha's shores erupted in a storm of fire, void, and divine light, the fate of worlds hanging in the balance.