Darkness filled the underground chamber.
At the center stood a massive stone table.
On it were names, powers, and ranks.
Jennifer — SS
Anderson — S
White — SS
Morton — S
Gagnon — A
Tracy — SS
Victoria — S
Li — S
Roy — A
George — S
Geor — S
GENERAL MIASMA — SSS
A figure stood before the table.
Only his back was visible.
Lord.
He slowly walked closer, his cloak dragging across the stone floor. His gloved fingers brushed over the list of names.
A faint smile appeared beneath the shadows.
"Great War…"
He paused.
"…begins."
Silence swallowed the chamber.
Freya lowered her head slightly.
Alpha stood still, gravity subtly bending around him.
Swamp remained motionless like rooted earth.
General Miasma exhaled slowly — a toxic mist spreading lightly in the air.
Lord turned away.
"Prepare yourselves."
The air itself felt heavier.
WHU Headquarters
Chaos.
Monitors flickered nonstop.
Alarm systems echoed through the halls.
Agents rushed through corridors.
Medical units were put on standby.
Sebastian stood in front of a massive glass window overlooking the city.
The night was calm.
Too calm.
He already understood.
There would be no escape from this war.
He turned.
"Emergency meeting. Now."
War Council
The conference room felt colder than usual.
The doors opened.
The other WHU S-Rank heroes entered:
Lance Pool
Ella Wang
Oliver Mark
Lina Charlotte
Each one carried the presence of a battlefield veteran.
Sebastian stood at the head of the table.
"This is not a random attack," he said calmly.
"It's organized. Strategic. Intentional."
The screen behind him lit up with enemy profiles.
Freya — Field Distortion.
Alpha — Gravity Manipulation.
Swamp — Underground Bio Control.
Jennifer — Instant Temperature Drop.
White — Blood Control by Touch.
Tracy — Controlled Army of 100.
General Miasma — Toxic Domain / Teleportation.
The room fell silent.
Ella Wang spoke first.
"If Miasma activates his domain, territorial advantage shifts completely to them."
Oliver Mark clenched his fist.
"Then we strike first."
Lina Charlotte shook her head slightly.
"If Tracy releases her army inside the city, civilian casualties will skyrocket."
Sebastian stepped forward.
The city map appeared on screen.
"Coastal Zone — Victoria.
Underground lines — Swamp.
Open battlefield — Freya and Alpha.
City center — Tracy and White.
Unknown movement — General Miasma."
He looked at each of them.
"We divide sectors. We isolate their synergy."
A brief pause.
"There will be casualties."
No one argued.
Lance Pool finally asked,
"What about Miasma?"
Sebastian's eyes hardened.
"I'll handle him."
The atmosphere shifted instantly.
"If he wants a domain…"
Sebastian's voice lowered.
"…he'll fight me for it."
Outside the headquarters, the wind began to rise.
Somewhere in the darkness, something was moving.
The Great War had officially begun.