Scene: Inside the GOC Conference Hall
The vast chamber hummed with tension. Rows of agents, commanders, and war veterans filled every seat, their uniforms marked with rank and battle scars. The Elite Walls stood at the front. The lights dimmed slightly as George Copper, one of the most feared and respected figures in the GOC, stepped onto the podium.
George Copper (firm, resonant tone):
"Thank you all for assembling today.
Thank you to the Mission Council.
Thank you to the Elite Walls.
Thank you to the Seven-Star Division.
And above all—thank you, soldiers, agents, and defenders of Earth—for guarding the GOC with your lives."
A dead silence swept the room.
George Copper (cold steel in his voice):
"Soldiers of Earth… defenders of humanity… we are no longer at the edge.
We are at the brink."
He slams his fist on the podium with a resounding thud.
George Copper:
"For too long, the Neuroxins—creatures from beyond the stars—have crawled upon our soil, poisoned our skies, and slaughtered our people.
But today... we do not beg for peace.
We do not plead for mercy."
He raises his voice, electrifying the crowd.
George Copper:
"We will stand as a wall of iron!
We will show them what it means to challenge the will of mankind!"
The crowd erupts in brief roars. George's eyes flare as he continues, pacing slowly as a rhythmic drumbeat begins in the background.
George Copper:
"If you want to shine like the sun—first, you must burn like it."
"Let our fire BURN! Let our blades CRASH! Let every one of you become the STORM they dread!"
He marches to the edge of the platform, voice fierce and unwavering.
George Copper:
"We were forged in war.
Tempered in sacrifice.
And today—we become LEGEND."
He points a hand behind him.
George Copper:
"We do not fight alone. Behind us stands Earth. Her people. Her children. Her future."
He turns sharply, voice rising to a commanding roar.
George Copper:
"They think we are weak. That our world will fall. That the Heartstone beneath our feet will soon be theirs…"
He slams his hand down once more. The lights blaze across the banners of the GOC.
George Copper:
"BUT THEY ARE WRONG!"
"We will push them back into the void they crawled from!
We will bury them beneath the soil of a world that is not theirs to claim!"
"They say, 'Great liars are great magicians'—but their magic ends tonight."
He points toward the elite squads.
George Copper:
"Lucas Millar. Nick Mash. The Iron Battalion. The Wallborn Commanders…
We do not march for war.
We march for a future carved by blood, courage, and IRON WILL."
He raises a fist.
George Copper (roaring):
"The wall will NOT break!
The crystal will NOT fall!
MANKIND—WILL—STAND!"
The hall explodes with cheers. Fists slam against chests. Boots pound the floor like thunder. The war has begun.
Post-Speech Briefing
As the excitement dies down, the crowd begins to disperse. But George raises a hand.
George Copper:
"Council and core divisions—stay back. Lucas and Nick, remain here."
Lucas and Nick exchange puzzled looks and stay behind as the others exit.
George Copper:
"As you all know, we go to war while the outer ranks are still graduating. The HQ will move forward to the frontlines..."
He turns to the two young men.
George Copper:
"Lucas. Nick. Step forward."
Lucas & Nick (together):
"Huh?"
George Copper (with a calm smile):
"You two will fight on the frontlines."
A collective gasp echoes through the hall.
Everyone:
"WHAAAT?!"
Lucas (smirking):
"I'm ready."
Nick (grinning):
"All fired up!"
Ragnar Flint (concerned):
"George... you're sending kids to the frontlines?"
Lucas (irritated):
"Sir, we're 23. Our age should be the least of your worries."
Ragnar Flint (still uneasy):
"I just..."
Benicio (confident):
"If you have doubts, I can assure you—they're strong."
Nickcoles (nodding):
"They even cornered a Type-4 on their own."
Nick scowls, glaring at Nickcoles.
Nick (cold):
"We don't need backup from a runaway."
Confusion floods the room.
Everyone:
"Huh?"
George Copper (sighs):
"Yes… Nick is Nickcoles's son."
Nick (gritting his teeth):
"I'm not his son."
George (sharply):
"Enough. Let's get to the task."
Mission Briefing
George Copper:
"There will be three teams."
Team 1 – Infiltration Team
Lucas – Forge / Neuroxin Controller
Nick – Berserk
Zara – Support (Heal Pulse / Radius)
George Copper – Tank (Iron Endoskeleton)
Benicio Dryeye – Swordsman (Blade of the End)
Team 2 – Frontline Suppression
Ulas Filas – Psychic (Mind Control)
Nickcoles Mash – Explosion Specialist
Miraculin – Support (Tracker)
Johnathan – Mass Destruction (Pressure Burst)
Team 3 – HQ Defense
Ragnar Flint – Tank (Magnetic Force)
Sengoku – Fighter (Force Combat)
Zareka – Tech Warrior (Rider)
Arial – Airboid Support (Airneckk)
George Copper (looking around):
"Any objections?"
Team 2 and Team 3 nod in agreement. But Zara crosses her arms.
Zara (skeptical):
"I doubt the new guys. I want proof."
George glares, unfazed.
George Copper (calm):
"Lucas can control Neuroxins and wields Forge. Nick is a full Berserker—and he single-handedly defeated a Type-4."
Zara's eyes widen in shock.
Zara:
"Wait—Forge? Eye of the King? Type-4?"
Ulas nods. Nick affirms the truth about Lucas.
Zara (impressed):
"Well… okay then. Let's do this, boys."
Lucas (stepping forward):
"Wait. Before we go... Has anyone here heard the name Lyra Millar?"
The room goes absolutely silent.
Everyone:
"...WHAT?!"
Lucas (confused):
"What's wrong?"
George (tense):
"Everyone knows that name..."
Benicio (awe-struck):
"Valkyrie of War. Former Elite Wall."
Ragnar (nervous):
"She was a blood-thirsty warrior."
Zara (in admiration):
"She was a goddess."
Ulas (shaking):
"No… a demon."
Zareka (excited):
"A beast in battle!"
Arial (curious):
"Why do you ask?"
Nickcoles (calmly):
"Because... he's her son. The male version of Lyra."
Gasps echo across the room.
Sengoku (losing composure):
"I can't even process that..."
Zara (curious):
"Wait. If you're her son—do you know Zack Millar?"
Lucas (calm):
"Yes. That's my father."
Zareka (relieved):
"Thank god you have his chill genes..."
Final Orders
George Copper (serious):
"This is the mission:
Team 1 — Infiltrate the enemy ship.
Team 2 — Destroy the enemy wave heading our way.
Team 3 — Defend the HQ from internal breach or sabotage."
He raises a hand.
George Copper:
"Did I make myself clear?"
Everyone (in full attention):
"YES, SIR!"