Youden was back in Franport for one last time, dressed in his military attire. The final time for sure that any nation would dare subject them to mistreatment. This is what they caused, and he would deliver. The man was focused on the docks as droves of cars were making their way into the town. There were barely any streets left that weren't filled with hundreds of carrs, as people and troops were doing their best to manage the incoming traffic or just getting to where they needed to be.
"I thought we planned this out better?" Youden stared back at the several generals on site.
"Sir, the influx of troops should clear up within the hour." General Kenio stood strong, as he could see the large landing ships loading up soldiers and supplies. "If I had to estimate, we still have twenty-five thousand more still coming in?"
Youden simply nodded, as he rechecked his notes and revisions. The total army that would cross the vast ocean of over five hundred miles to Nikao, and then another two hundred miles to the second largest continent in the world, Andera. Over four hundred thousand out of the five hundred thousand troops would embark for this legendary conquest, as about the first seventy-five thousand were going to depart today. If all went well, then the war was going to last no longer than two years. Most of the nations were already weakened through the compliancy of decades of peace and lack of true technology. Even the nations he did trade with, were their weaker variants and should be no threat to his men. He was set.
"Sir, it'll be any minute now." another one of his generals stated to him, "It's 5 o'clock."
"Any minute for what?" Youden was confused until he could slowly feel the ground rumble.
As strange as the phenomenon was, the man could see his current army staring into the sky and pointing above. Barely able to see above the tree line, Youden could only grin in excitement. A formation of about twenty of the latest Ariocasters was zooming above them, heading in the direction of Nikao. Some would think that Youdenia would be planning an attack, but it was simply a warning ploy for the citizens to get out of the capital and probably the island itself. In mere moments, his reason was answered as a much larger aircraft slowly made its way through the air, and several miles behind the other Ariocasters from earlier. Holding the weapon that would end all battles and future wars was going towards Nikao, and the entire world would pay if they refused his demands.
"Incredible." Youden turned to see all his generals and nearby officers staring into the sky.
"That's right men. The site will be more incredible once these loyal men prepare for departure by 6 o'clock. We came from that pitiful cave to develop ourselves into the new world superpower among the weak. The time for equality and retribution is now, and worth it in the end. Years in the making towards the final goal. A world where we shall truly make it out of the mud!" Youden spoke aloud, with the nearby troops and civilians cheering him on for the end to come.