Having travelled back to the Deadly Seven hideout, Raidon walked confidently into the throne room. In his hand, concealed in a dark sack, was Makoto's head.
The room was dark and imposing, filled with shadows and an ominous atmosphere. The other Deadly Seven members were present, with Mashiira's personal guards scattered around the edges of the room.
Raidon approached the seated Mashiira, kneeled, and presented the sack.
Smirking, Mashiira began to speak, "Raidon, you have returned."
"I have, and I don't come empty handed. He was a good fighter. I can see what made him so threatening during his younger years."
"Let us see the proof of your victory."
Raidon opened the sack and rolled Makoto's head onto the ground for everyone to see. As Mashiira's face turns to that of disgust, he approaches the head. Having only examined it for a split second, Mashiira kicks the head to the side of the room.
"What did you do?!" Mashiira urges.
