Chuuya's eyes widened with disbelief as he heard a familiar whistle in the midst of the harbor. The sound cut through the chaos capturing his attention with an otherworldly pull. Chuuya whistled back, a single note hanging in the air, hoping against hope for a response. And respond it did. As he scoured the landscape, his eyes caught sight of an abandoned warehouse, a location known to be frequented by the Port Mafia. His instincts guided him, and he rushed inside, finding you.