Chapter 164: Are You Ready?
The ones ready to ignite the spark of rebellion stood gathered —
a mismatched army bound by the same hatred.
The stage for war was set.
The entire island of Emka felt it.
The air tightened.
The winds slowed.
As if even nature itself waited for the first strike.
Navy Headquarters — Deep Within the Steel Citadel
Inside the towering chamber of the Navy HQ, Uruma stood ahead of the Seven Seraph Admirals, his shadow stretching across the polished marble.
His voice cut the silence like a blade.
"Seraph Admiral Zeiron Vale," he commanded,
"you will lead the eight warships. After his great battle against Morgan Tarek… we will capture Orimo Kuzan."
He pushed his glasses up, the lenses flashing with cold light.
"And the second fleet — eight more warships — led by Seraph Admiral Seraphel Dawn and Sora Nithel… will capture Morgan Tarek. The Vulture of the Underground."
The room trembled slightly as the Seraph Admirals bowed.
But beneath Uruma's composed tone…
There was a truth he did not know.
A truth buried in the dark.
Someone was pulling his strings.
Someone manipulating him.
Someone UNKNOWN — watching from the shadows.
Back to Emka — The Rebellion Awakens
Torches flickered against the cave walls.
Weapons gleamed.
Hearts pounded.
The rebels gathered — 100 samurai, pirates, swordsmen, prophets.
All prepared to raid the Land of Clash.
Yura stepped forward, raising his blade to the heavens.
Yura (shouting):"ARE YOU READY?!"
A roar exploded through the cave.
"YEAHHH!"
Even the walls trembled.
Orimo stood beside the old man, the storm still etched in his eyes.
Orimo: "Thanks, old man."
The old man smirked.
Waura Lyn: "Call me Waura Lyn."
Orimo: "Whatever."
He turned to his crewmates, fire rising in his chest.
"It's time — we take down Ryujin Hibuko…
Morgan Tarek."
Yura stepped closer, lowering his voice.
"It's true Arashi Takeda massacred everyone in his sight… but at the execution, I heard him whisper…
'That wasn't me.'"
Orimo clenched his fists.
"Morgan can bend will.
It was probably his trick."
The March Begins
The rebels surged out of the cave —
footsteps shaking the earth,
war cries tearing through the wind.
Swords raised.
Flags fluttering.
Hearts burning.
They rushed toward the Land of Clash,
where Morgan Tarek stood overlooking the training of his monstrous forces…
Unaware that the spark of rebellion
had finally erupted into a storm.