The roar of canon fire boomed across the town of Fánróng. It was a town filled with the rich and powerful, which is exactly why the dreaded Captain Liu'er Mihou and his fleet (known as the Hēiyàoshí Zāihuò or Obsidian Scourge in English) decided to ransack it at two in the morning. As his shadowy underlings swarmed the shops and lavish manors, two russet boots made their way down the gangplank as the captain himself appeared. A smile curled across his face, showing off his right golden fang. The night was filled with chaos...and damn if he didn't love chaos.