Re-Awakened :I Ascend as an SSS-Ranked Dragon Summoner - Chapter 479

479: Word on the street 479: Word on the street Everyone froze.

Storm Breakers, Iron Fists, random observers.

All of them staring at the dragon that had just appeared in their makeshift arena.

Noah walked forward through the stunned crowd, his team falling into formation behind him.

Sophie moved with that confident grace she always had.

Diana looked ready for a fight if one started.

Kelvin was grinning like this was the best night of his life.

Seraleth towered above them all, adding to how otherworldly their entrance felt.

Cora brought up the rear, her eyes still fixed on Ivy with fascination.

They stopped at the edge of where the ring had been, now surrounded by Ivy’s growth.

Noah looked out at two hundred people who’d forgotten they were fighting.

“Do we have everyone’s attention?” he asked.

Nobody answered.

A few people nodded.

Most just stared.

Noah let the silence stretch for another moment before speaking again.

“We’re the Eclipse Faction.

Remember that name.” He gestured to the crowd, to the two groups still separated by their colored bandanas despite the chaos that had just erupted.

“You’re fighting over warehouse districts.

Protection contracts.

Territory that doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things.

And you’re willing to cheat, brawl, hurt each other over scraps.” The Iron Fists’ leader, still bleeding from his fight, looked like he wanted to argue but couldn’t find the words.

“We’re not here for your territory,” Sophie said, stepping forward to stand beside Noah.

“We’re not interested in your contracts or your petty disputes.

But we are here.

And things are changing in this city.” Kelvin’s grin hadn’t faded.

“There are bigger threats out there than the faction down the street.

Beasts that actually matter.

Harbingers that could wipe out this entire district without breaking a sweat.

While you’re fighting each other, the real enemies are getting stronger.” Diana’s voice cut through the night air with that edge she got when she was done being patient.

“Anyone here actually killed a Harbinger?

Anyone here faced something that could level a city block?” The silence that followed was answer enough.

“We have,” Noah said simply.

“And we’re building something that can face those threats properly.

Not fighting over warehouse protection contracts.

Actually protecting people.” He looked across the crowd, meeting eyes where he could.

These were hardened faction members, people who’d survived in a world where power mattered and weakness got you killed.

But they were also desperate, scraping by, fighting over scraps because that’s all they thought was available to them.

“Anyone tired of this?” Noah asked.

“I’m sure with the resources you have, you’ll be able to find us if you want to.” He turned to leave, and the rest of the team turned with him.

Ivy shifted, her massive form casting shadows across the entire lot as she moved to follow them.

“Wait,” someone called out.

A man in his forties, no bandana, standing at the edge of the crowd.

“You’re that Eclipse kid.

The one who saved the city block during the Purge attack.” Noah stopped, glancing back.

“Yeah.” “My sister lived in that block,” the man said.

“She’s alive because you stopped that bomb.” Other voices joined in from the crowd, a ripple of recognition spreading.

“I heard about you.

From the academy, right?” Other voices joined in from the crowd, a ripple of recognition spreading.

“I heard about that.

Two hundred thousand people evacuated in like an hour.” “He did it alone, too.

Just a kid from the academy.” “Wasn’t he the one who fought those Purge members at the Nexus Arena during the tournament?” Noah felt the weight of those statements settling over the crowd.

Reputation mattered in faction culture, and his was apparently bigger than he’d realized among Earth civilians.

These people knew who he was, what he’d done here on their own planet during the Purge attacks.

“We’ll remember the name,” the Storm Breakers’ leader said, pressing a hand to her injured shoulder.

“Eclipse Faction.” Noah nodded once, then continued walking.

The crowd parted for them, creating a path through bodies that had been brawling minutes ago.

Nobody tried to stop them.

Nobody challenged them.

They just watched as Noah and his team walked away, Ivy’s presence dominating the space until they’d cleared the immediate area.

Once they were far enough from the crowd, Noah spoke quietly.

“Ivy, you can rest now,” The dragon dissolved into particles of light that flowed back into Noah, returning to his domain.

The botanical growth she’d created remained, roots and vines and scattered red petals that would probably stay there until someone decided to clear them away.

They walked in silence for a few blocks before Kelvin finally spoke.

“So our whole plan to not intimidate anyone definitely went out the window.” “You think?” Diana said, but there was amusement in her voice.

“That was incredible,” Cora breathed.

“Did you see their faces?

Two hundred faction members and they all looked like they were about to piss themselves.” “Mission accomplished then,” Sophie said with a slight smile.

They’d parked the Fambogini several blocks away to avoid drawing attention during their approach.

The walk back gave them time to process what had just happened, what it meant for their plans going forward.

Seraleth had been quiet throughout the entire encounter, observing rather than participating.

Now she spoke up with genuine curiosity in her voice.

“Is this normal for Earth factions?

Fighting over territory in this manner?” “Pretty normal for smaller factions,” Cora explained.

“The big ones have established territories and contracts, but the small groups are constantly fighting for scraps.

Challenge fights are supposed to keep it from turning into full-scale warfare, but as you saw, that doesn’t always work.” They reached the car and piled in, Sophie taking the driver’s seat again.

The flight back to her house was quiet, everyone lost in their own thoughts about what came next.

The house felt almost surreal after the chaos of the faction fight.

Clean, comfortable, safe.

They gathered in the living room, the city lights visible through the windows, and started the debrief process that came naturally after any operation.

Cora was practically vibrating with excitement.

“That was insane!

The way Ivy just appeared, and everyone freaked out, and you guys walked through like you owned the place.

This is exactly what the Eclipse Faction needed.

A statement.

Something that makes people sit up and pay attention.” “We definitely got attention,” Kelvin said, already pulling up his tablet.

“Let me check what the underground networks are saying.” Sophie headed toward the kitchen.

“Anyone want drinks?

I think we could all use something after that.” “Coffee,” Diana called out, claiming a spot on the couch that gave her a view of both the windows and the door.

Old habits from combat training, always positioning herself to see threats coming.

Seraleth looked around the living room with that same fascination she’d shown earlier when observing the city.

Everything about Earth seemed to interest her, from the architecture to the technology to the way humans organized their lives.

She settled into a chair that seemed almost comically small given her seven-foot frame.

“I have a question,” Cora said suddenly, looking at Seraleth properly for the first time since arriving.

“Who are you?

I mean, obviously you’re with them now, but like…

who are you?” Noah realized they’d never actually introduced them.

“Cora, this is Captain Seraleth.

Her mother is the Queen of Lilivil, the space elves we evacuated before the planet was destroyed.

She came from Raiju Prime to join us.” Cora’s eyes widened.

“Wait, you’re an actual princess?

Like, royalty?” “My mother leads our people, yes,” Seraleth confirmed.

“Though I serve as a military captain rather than claiming royal privilege.” “That’s so cool,” Cora said.

Then her expression shifted.

“Hold on.

You came from Raiju Prime?

How long ago did you leave?

How did you even know where to find them?” “Lucy Grey provided me with their location,” Seraleth explained.

“When she learned of their tribunal situation and their decision to leave the EDF, she sent word to my mother.

I requested permission to come to Earth and offer my support.” “Lucy,” Cora repeated, processing this.

“Lucas’s sister.

So the Grey family is backing you guys?” “In some capacity,” Sophie said, returning from the kitchen with drinks.

She handed Diana a coffee, offered water to others, then settled onto the couch with her own cup.

“We sent Lucy a message before leaving Vanguard Station.

Seraleth showing up is confirmation she received it and is willing to help.” Cora sat back, her expression thoughtful.

“So you’ve got Grey family backing, you’ve got an alien warrior princess, you’ve got three dragona, and you just announced yourselves to half the underground faction network in the Eastern Sector.

The Eclipse Faction is really happening.” “It’s happening,” Noah confirmed.

Sophie and Seraleth had been exchanging glances throughout the conversation, and Noah noticed how naturally Sophie made sure Seraleth had everything she needed.

Water, comfortable seating, inclusion in the conversation.

His girlfriend was being particularly attentive to their newest member, and Noah wondered if she was already thinking about that conversation they’d had.

About possibilities beyond traditional relationship boundaries.

He filed that thought away for later.

Right now, they had more immediate concerns.

Kelvin had been scrolling through his tablet, his expression shifting from amused to impressed.

“Okay, so the underground networks are exploding.

‘Eclipse Faction’ is trending hard.

People are posting about the dragon, about you walking through the crowd like you owned the place, about the whole spectacle.” “Good or bad attention?” Diana asked from her spot on the couch, cradling her coffee.

“Mixed,” Kelvin admitted.

“Some people are impressed.

Others think we’re cocky kids who are going to get ourselves killed.

A few are already talking about wanting to join.

And several established factions are…

let’s say ‘taking note’ of our existence.” “So mission accomplished,” Cora said.

“You wanted to make your presence felt.

Consider it felt.” Diana took a sip of her coffee, her expression neutral.

“The question is what happens next.

We made a statement, but statements don’t build organizations.

We still need actual members, resources, contracts.

All the boring logistics that make a faction functional.” “We’ll figure it out,” Noah said.

“Tonight was step one.

Getting people to know we exist.

The rest comes after.” Cora checked her watch and winced.

“Speaking of which, I really need to get back to the academy before someone notices I’ve been gone all night.

Curfew is flexible, but not that flexible for people like myself especially since I’m in year two now and since the purge incidence, the academy pays attention to all its students before someone turns up a terrorist again,” “I’ll walk you back,” Kelvin offered immediately, standing up.

“You don’t have to-” Cora started.

“I want to,” Kelvin interrupted.

“Besides, gives us a chance to catch up properly without dragons and faction drama.” Cora smiled at that.

“Okay then.” Kelvin grabbed his tablet, glancing at the screen one more time before setting it down on the coffee table.

The display was still active, showing the underground network feeds.

“Hey, check this out before I go.

There’s another trending topic competing with ours.” He pulled up a different thread.

“Apparently there’s this solo operator called the Blonde Nomad.

Took down a two-horned Harbinger by herself.

No faction affiliation, turns down every recruitment offer.

She’s basically the hottest thing in the faction world right now.” “Two-horned?” Diana raised an eyebrow.

“Solo?

That’s impressive.” “That’s insane,” Sophie corrected.

“Two-horned Harbingers are military-level threats.

Taking one down alone requires either incredible skill or incredible luck.” Kelvin pulled up a grainy photo attached to one of the posts.

Blonde hair, face obscured by motion blur or bad lighting, someone caught mid-movement.

“Nobody seems to know much about her.

Just that she showed up a few months ago, started taking contracts that should have required full teams, and completing them solo.” Noah glanced at the image but didn’t think much of it.

The faction world was full of powerful individuals with mysterious backgrounds.

One more didn’t change their plans.

“Mysterious blonde with incredible abilities,” Cora said with a grin.

“Sounds like something out of a story.” “Everything sounds like a story these days,” Kelvin replied, setting the tablet back down.

The holographic display remained active, the grainy photo of the Blonde Nomad still visible on the screen.

“Come on, let’s get you back before you turn into a pumpkin or whatever happens to students who break curfew.” They headed toward the door, Cora waving goodbye to everyone.

“This was amazing.

Keep me updated on whatever happens next.

And if you need someone who knows settlement faction culture, I’m your girl.” “We’ll definitely take you up on that,” Noah said.

The door closed behind them, leaving the remaining team members in the living room.

The holographic display on Kelvin’s tablet continued showing the underground network feeds, the image of the Blonde Nomad still prominent among the trending topics.

Nobody paid it much attention.

They had their own plans to worry about, their own challenges to face.

The Eclipse Faction was born, and the hard work of building it into something real was just beginning.

Outside, the city continued its eternal rhythm, unaware that the balance of power in its underground faction network had just shifted in ways that would ripple outward in the days to come.