Pre-Battle Mobilization

Momoiro Island, Okama Kingdom.

Pink mist shrouded this strange stretch of sea all year round, but today, even that dreamlike haze could not conceal the terrifying pressure rising from the depths. The sea churned as if stirred by some ancient behemoth, sending rings of colossal waves outward and smashing the pink coral reefs along the coast to pieces.

"What is that...?"

The Revolutionary Army soldiers stationed at the harbor tightened their grips on their weapons, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. Through the mist, they saw a pitch-black shadow slowly approaching. It was not a ship—it was a moving continent of steel! The ghostly blue glow of ancient thrusters pierced the fog, bathing the entire sea in a light like the waters of the underworld.

Pluton had returned.

"All personnel, stand down! It's Lord Rain's fleet!"

The Revolutionary Army sentry atop the watchtower finally caught sight of the Obsidian warship leading the massive vessel and hurriedly sent the signal. Yet even with confirmation, no one at the harbor could suppress the shock in their hearts. When Pluton's five-thousand-meter-long black hull finally emerged in full from the mist, the entire coastline of the Okama Kingdom fell into deathly silence.

"He... heavens..."

Ivankov's heavily made-up face twisted with overwhelming shock. He rubbed his enormous purple-haired head, dramatically covered his mouth, and even burst into tears. "Hee-haw! So this is an Ancient Weapon?! It's a hundred times bigger than I imagined!"

Dragon stood at the very front of the pier, his dark green cloak snapping wildly in the gale kicked up by Pluton's thrusters. His eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through the world's storms, stared fixedly at the ancient warship slowly entering the harbor. An unprecedented blazing light burned deep within his pupils.

Behind him stood Sabo, Kuma, Ivankov, and all the