Over the next few months, the scientists of Atlantis worked on Asagi's new project while The Swarm of Legion was out at sea. Despite her best intentions, Asagi couldn't help but wish that the boat would be destroyed at sea by Poseidon's mercy. Sadly, her wish did not come true as three weeks later The Swarm of Legion returned to port full of goods from abroad.
"Nomanor, it is good to see you are back safely," said Asagi as soon he disembarked from his ship.
"Sure you are," said Nomanor as Vash was hauled down the steps in shackles.
"What is this?" asked Asagi confused.
"We discovered that he was a spy," said Nomanor. "We don't know who exactly he was working for, but we'll find out.
"I too look forward to the answer," said Asagi.
"I'm sure you'll find the answers enlightening," said Nomanor as he brushed past her.
"So what did you learn from the victorious Greek Army?" asked Asagi.
"Nothing," said Nomanor with a grin. "Absolutely nothing."
"Good," said Asagi. "In the meantime, you have to focus on your reelection campaign. It'll be election day before you realize it."
"I've decided that I'm not going to run for reelection," said Nomanor. "I'm retiring."
Asagi looked at him bewildered. "But you're just entering into your prime."
"And I'm tired," said Nomanor. "I'm tired of preaching about a war that will probably never be and tired of constantly butting heads with you over everything. If the people want you to run them to ruin then so be it."
"You truly believe that?" Asagi asked.
"I don't know what to believe anymore," said Nomanor truthfully and with that he left. Asagi sighed and went in the opposite direction. She missed Gamera's company right now, but she knew that if she hadn't let him go, there was a distinct possibility that they'd all pay if she hadn't made that decision.
The weeks passed, Nomanor did indeed quite politics and retired to a cabin far away in the countryside. Irys tried unsuccessfully to trick the citizenry into believing that Asagi was an unfit priestess and that she should rule. She was banished to the countryside and reportedly had found refuge in Nomanor's home. For Asagi, things couldn't have been better, she was in power and there was no threat to it from anywhere. Although she often thought about discontinuing the bioweapon development project, she still harbored a small doubt that Greece might still attack them. This prediction would come true, three years after the fall of Troy.
Atlantis: The day started bright and early. Everyone woke up and went to doing their daily routine. Whether working in the port, or in the city, or even the countryside, it did not matter, it was a beautiful day out and the sun was shining brightly in the cloudless sky. Vuar Dibb was just a regular man who worked at the lookout in the Atlantian Bay to spot incoming threats from the sea. They never came, so Vuar would often bring the local paper and whatever books he had with him to read on his shift. As a result, when he went up to his watchtower overlooking the bay, he did not look out onto the ocean at all. If he had, he may have noticed an armada of thirty Greek ships approaching silently in the distance. Vuar might also have noticed balls of fire erupting from the ships coming straight for the coastal area. But he didn't, so he was taken completely by surprise when the balls of flame began blasting the coast to pieces and that one of them would smash into his tower, blowing it to pieces, and killing him in the process.
Atlantis City: Smoke was seen rising in the distance just over the hilltops as the citizenry heard the explosions in the distance.
"What is going on?" someone shouted.
"I heard the coast is under attack, by the Greeks!"
"Calm down!" shouted Naoya. "Don't start spreading rumors until we know the truth."
As the panic in the town grew louder and louder, a cadre of horses entered into the town center, composes of several Greek soldiers and one commander. The commander went to the center of the town plaza.
"By order of the Greek Government," said the commander reading a scroll. "The people of Atlantis are ordered to surrender immediately to the Greek Army. You have one full day to come to terms with this and inform us, if not we plunder and destroy your island. It's your choice but we do not care either way."
With that the commander tossed the scroll to the ground and rode off with his troops.
"We need to hold an emergency meeting of the senate now," said Naoya walking off hurriedly towards the senate building.
Senate Building: The senate was in a deep state of anxiety and unrest over this sudden and abrupt change in events.
"What do we do? What do we do? What do we do?" screamed a fat politician who had clearly never done any hard work in his life.
"I'll tell you what we do we surrender now and hope for the best," said another. "The Greeks are probably just messing with us. When we surrender, they'll laugh at our weakness and then leave."
"No," said another grimly. "They wouldn't have sent that many ships just for a prank. They're serious so the question is what're we going to do about it?"
"We will come up with something," said Naoya. "We are Atlantians and we are known for our innovation."
"Fine!" shouted someone. "You want innovation, how about this. Nomanor knew this day would come, when the Greeks would come for us, and it stands to reason that he would have a way out of this!"
Cheers as agreement erupted from the throng.
"If he had any plans," argued Naoya vainly. "And he does, they would be three years out of date at best!"
"A plan is a plan!" shouted another senator. "And it's more than you ever had!"
Chants of Nomanor rang out and grew louder and louder as Naoya just stood there in shock and stupor at how quickly things had changed.
Later, Nomanor's cottage: Nomanor was reading the local news at his kitchen table while Irys sat there bored out of her mind while J'onn cleaned the dishes.
"When are they gonna get here?" Irys yelled out suddenly. Nomanor looked at her briefly before returning to his reading.
"They'll be here, don't worry," he said as he turned the page. "After all, fear attracts the fearful."
"The strong, the weak, the innocent, and the corrupt I know," said Irys. "But you'd think they'd be knocking down your door right now."
"I'm kind of hoping they don't," said Nomanor. "They didn't believe me when I said Greece was a threat and now they're coming to me when they are. I have half a mind to refuse them."
"What?" demanded Irys. "After everything you said…"
"My loyalty is to Atlantis," Nomanor snarled. "Not to the idiots in charge. I will ensure that she if forever safe by any means necessary."
With that Nomanor returned to his reading as a knock emanated from the door.
"Finally," said Irys ecstatically as J'onn went to answer it.
"You have issues," said Nomanor to her as J'onn opened the door to reveal a mob outside.
"Sir," said J'onn. "We have visitors."
Nomanor grabbed his coat as Irys followed him to the door.
"So you've come to kill me is that it?" asked Nomanor. The crowd briefly laughed.
"We need your help," shouted a senator. "The Greeks have invaded just like you said! You know of a way to get us out of this."
"And why should I help you? I warned you this day would come but you ignored me!" shouted Nomanor. "And now you come to me for help when it does happen? How is that fair to me?"
"What're you saying? That you won't help us?" someone asked. Nomanor shook his head.
"No I will help you defeat this menace," he said. "But under one condition, I'm also going to make sure this doesn't happen again. I'm not going to rule you, but if you do not give me unlimited command of our military then you can forget it."
"We give it to you!" shouted the mob.
"Then return to the city, I will be along shortly," said Nomanor. The mob nodded gratefully and left the house.
"Fools," said Nomanor shaking his head.
"What are you so upset about?" asked Irys confused. "They got you where you wanted to be right?"
"You'll never understand," said Nomanor sadly. "But I do. Beware the leader who bangs the drum of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor. For patriotism is indeed a double- edged sword. It both emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind. And when the drums of war have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with hate and the mind has closed, the leader will have no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry. Rather, the citizenry, infused with fear and patriotism, will offer up all of their rights to the leader and gladly so. How do I know? For this is what I have done. And I am Julius Caesar."
"Sounds reasonable to me," began Irys.
"No, it's not!" shouted Nomanor. "I'm going to bring down Atlantian Civilization just like Caesar did to the Romans. The only difference is I know I'm going to do it, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it because like them I too am afflicted with patriotism."
"So what're you going to do?" Irys asked. Nomanor looked up at her.
"My job," he said. "Let's go."
The three of them left and headed for the city.