The four regrouped, bruised but not broken.
"They know who we are now," Kaito said grimly.
"And we know what they're after," Nate added. "Solara. Whatever it is, we find it first."
With the journal's clues mostly gone, their only lead was the symbol—the serpent and sword.
Ryuji dug through his grandfather's war records and found something chilling.
"That symbol… it belonged to an old secret order," he said. "They protected something—something that could change everything."
Nate stood up, fire in his eyes. "Then we protect it too."
He didn't say it out loud, but something had shifted in him.
The past he couldn't remember… the pain he tried to bury…
It was all connected.
And soon, that summer they thought would be just another adventure would spiral into something far darker.
A war for truth, treasure, and something deeper—legacy.