He unfurled an ancient parchment scroll, densely covered in writing and symbols. "We will mobilize every resource available to the World Government, including replicas of the Ancient Weapons from the secret arsenal."
"Reorganize CP0," another of the Five Elders continued. "An agent codenamed 'Star' will serve as the new leader. He performed exceptionally during the Purge Operation thirty years ago and is the best candidate for this mission."
"Deliver top-secret orders to the Navy," added the Five Elder in the tall hat. "Grant them unprecedented authority, including the power to carry out Fiery Justice on suspicious islands."
Imu fell silent once more, with only those eyes looking increasingly eerie in the firelight. At last, he raised a hand again and gave a slight nod of approval.
"We will not allow history to repeat itself." The long-bearded Five Elder spoke firmly. "The lesson from eight hundred years ago is enough to make us understand the cost of letting our guard down."
The five men bowed deeply to Imu once more before leaving the Void Hall. Once the heavy stone doors shut, Imu sat alone on his stone throne, gazing into the distance as though he had seen some faraway memory.
CP0 headquarters, a fortress on a hidden island somewhere in the New World.
A large-scale reorganization was underway. The surviving CP0 agents stood in formation, their expressions grave. On the platform ahead stood a cold-faced middle-aged man. He wore a pure white uniform, and a shocking scar ran from his forehead down to his jaw along his right eye.
This was CP0's new leader, codenamed Star.
"Everyone," he said in an utterly emotionless voice, "the previous operation failed, and we lost one-third of our elite forces. But that is no excuse. CP0 never accepts failure. There is only mission completion."