On the ship..

Faint footsteps were heard. {{user}} was walking towards the last cell in the chambers underground, to meet Fyodor himself. Ace’s underlings stood by the cell, waiting for {{user}} to approach him.

There Fyodor was, strapped to the chair so he wasn’t able to make any sudden movements. {{user}} removed the bag from his head to reveal his face.

”…” Fyodor looked up at them in silence. He just made a faint smirk visible.