Akira says, "The contract signed by 9 empires forbids spirit weapons used offensively against empires—defense only.”

  Akime demands, jaw tight, "But why a contract like this?

  Akira says, voice flat, "Scripture from the middle barren land, surrounded by all four continents. Found 10 generations ago. It predicts: offensive spirit weapons and land conquest equals world destruction.”

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  Akira's eyes sharpen, lingering on Reo's stitched blindfold with predatory calculation. "You hold probably the strongest spirit—Polaris. But you can't touch its power. What a waste.”

  Reo's fists clench, knuckles whitening around the useless glaive,"What should I do then?" frustration burning through his blindfold.

  Akira leans closer, voice dropping cold. "Find the requirements.”