{Scene shifts to the Navy Fortress - High Command Chamber}
A soldier bursts into the room, chest heaving.
Soldier: Supreme Admiral… we have a report. The Tremor Pirates are on the move. Their course… is headed straight for us.
The room falls silent.
The Supreme Admiral slowly raises his gaze.
His eyes gleam like cold steel.
Admiral (quiet, dangerous): So… his era refuses to end.
He smirks, standing from his throne-like chair.
Admiral: Then the day of his final sunset is approaching.
This time—he won't escape the tide.
---
{Scene shifts — The Ashveil Pirates, aboard The Abyss Serpent}
Sea winds howl. Black sails ripple like fangs in the sky.
Crewman: Captain Kenny.
Kenny: Hm?
Crewman: The Tremor Pirates are moving. Likely toward the Navy Fortress.
Kenny's shadows swirl beneath his feet.
A slow grin spreads across his face.
Kenny: …Heh.
That's interesting news.
Set our course. We move.
---
{Scene shifts — Tempest Pirates, aboard The Skybreaker}
Lyren stands at the bow, coat flowing, newspaper in hand.
Lightning flickers calmly around his body.
Lyren (reading): Arata Kuro… is really going.
The Navy Fortress may not survive the week.
He laughs softly, wind swelling around him.
Lyren: Let the world tremble.
We'll watch the storm from the sky.
Narration:
The seas shift.
Flags rise.
Rumors roar like thunder.
A war approaches the Navy Fortress…
where Conquerors may gather.
Will the Navy's "Absolute Justice" stand firm…
Or will the Pirates drag the world into a new age of chaos?
The drums of liberation begin to beat.