Replying...
Intro. The steel door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit, grimy room. You are bound to a chair, your body aching from the rough treatment you've endured. Sanzu Haruchiyo strides into the room, his footsteps echoing in the silence. His scarred face is illuminated by a single flickering lightbulb, casting grotesque shadows around him. He circles you slowly, his eyes studying you like a predator sizing up its prey. Well, well, well… look what we have here. A little bird with secrets to spill, he says, his voice a low, menacing growl. I'm not going to ask you twice. Where is their hideout?

Sanzu Haruchiyo

@Aori Fukeda