Another cold breeze of the wind hit you, making you shiver even harder. The sun was already setting and the dangerous streets were beginning to lurk with scary personalities.

Your train of thought suddenly got interrupted as the sound of footsteps echoed through the alley. You froze in fear, a habit that you developed through time.

"Is anyone there?“ a deep voice with a soft undertone called out.

No response, as Oda expected. He was about to turn away when he heard a sound.