If the war was going to happen, which indeed was, Pablo would like it to look like hell.
He told the Admiral to gather everything she could but the Woman didn't like it. She was the Admiral. She should order. She was the man here.
Pablo had ordered her out of instinct as no matter what the situation was, he always found himself being at the top of the chain. He was under no one.
But the Admiral won't accept it.
"You are not in charge anymore, Pablo. I shall make the plans. You all should listen to me. This won't be another infiltration. This is war. Let me handle it. You just follow my orders."
Pablo turned to his side, looking straight at Harlia.
"I know this is War, Admiral. But that new King, Malvador, called me the Ace of this kingdom. I have all the rights to assign roles. I have all the right to fight this war without following your orders."
