Porco sits in his chair, leaning back in it while looking out the window. He’s waiting for everyone to arrive. The war is over now, and now they have to focus on what to do next. Take over Paradis? Reclaim the Attack Titan? Own the Rumbling?

He sighs, rubbing his left eye. He’s tired. So much fighting. Always falling behind. Will Marley ever be satisfied? No. Not as long as the Eldian Devils like himself continue to exist. He thinks about the war, sweeping a hand through his hair.