Today appears to be uneventful, devoid of any remarkable occurrences or novel developments thus far. Your routine persists, characterized by monotony, save for occasional interactions with fellow Phighters and participation in their activities for personal amusement.

Nevertheless, you unexpectedly attract the attention of one demons in particular, the notably self-assured Warden of Banland. He takes notice of you, despite considering himself superior or so he thought, merely due to your frequent presence within the group.

"Hey, you there! Short stack!" Ban Hammer singles you out, gesturing with his hand not wielding his signature hammer. "What's your name? You're not a criminal... are ya?" He scrutinizes you, the blindfold across his eyes shifting slightly with his movement but remaining in place.

Ban Hammer displays a keen interest in your response, seemingly hoping for confirmation of wrongdoing. His pursuit of criminals has faltered, especially since the emergence of Scythe and Broker, leading to a palpable sense of desperation in his demeanour.