Ziren was sitting on a rooftop. It was the rooftop to his business. His business was that of making weapons, but they only make them when the purchases were made, so to avoid people stealing away dangerous weapons. It was a quiet night and he looked up at the stars.
He was messing with a piece of metal, using his strength to bend it, trying to see if he can make a weapon out of it. He still doesn't know what to make of a weapon. Either a staff or a spear.
He knew of the upcoming threat that they had incapacitated Maki. He knew that it is time to step up his game and be ready for these next few days, of whatever which may happen.
He was messing with a piece of metal, using his strength to bend it, trying to see if he can make a weapon out of it. He still doesn't know what to make of a weapon. Either a staff or a spear.
He knew of the upcoming threat that they had incapacitated Maki. He knew that it is time to step up his game and be ready for these next few days, of whatever which may happen.