Chapter 54: The Dawn of Insurrection
As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, the privateering captains, each burdened with their designated missions, departed from the 'Vengeful Goddess' with hearts weighed down by foreboding. In the vast combat conference room, Edward Redbeard lingered alone. His hands clasped atop the table, he stared out the window at the teeming port city, his gaze devoid of the warmth one might expect from a councilman. Instead, there was only a chilling ambition that seemed to freeze the air around him.