Back in the small pub where he first made his presence known to all, Shirogane sat quietly in front of the bar while sipping on a glass of aged rum.
Putting his glass down on the table, he stared at how the fine spirit swirled within the minute container. 'Looks like everything is going according to plan. The boy seems to have gotten used to wielding the power of the Eternal Fire. It is only a matter of time before I make my next move. Until then, I shall wait quietly.'
"Boss Hayai!" a heavily injured pirate yelled as he stormed into the tavern, trudging towards the infamous King of the Jihonian Underworld. "The Shogunate got through! Our ships… our men… They're all at the bottom of the sea!!"
Shirogane smiled as he faced the seemingly desperate-looking man. "Indeed. You are already quite late for the news. Though I am truly surprised that you survived. But, do no fret, my friend. I have already taken care of that problem."
