[b]Location:[/b] Market District/Main Plaza [b][center]Vis Conrine[/center][/b] Vis was halfway to the docks when he heard the myriad of screams coming from the execution platform. Even from that distance, Vis had heard the screeching of metal and faint words coming from platform as he was walking away. The few words he had heard were '[i]filter out the weak[/i]' and '[i]strong will remain[/i]. He knew that nothing good could have come from what he heard and rushed towards the platform as quickly as he could. Along the way, Vis was attacked by three pirate rookies who were looking for an easy quickly. It was obvious that the oldest one could be no older than twenty. [b]"Give us all your Beli or we gut ya' like a fish, ya' hear?"[/b] said the gruff voice of the older person who had obviously been smoking since a young age. [b]"Well, then we are going to have an issue here boys. You see, I recently bought myself a small ship and it seems that I have no money to give you. But, it seems you have plenty of stolen purses to spare with so why don't you hand one over to me for safe keeping?"[/b] Vis said with a smile on his face as he pulled his swords out. The gruff chuckle came from the older man follow by [b]"Ya' hear that boys, he wants our fairly earned Beli. I don't think we should give it to him."[/b] The other men shook their heads in agreement as they drew their crude axes and maces from their belts. The older man was the first of the foolish men to advance towards Vis as he rotated his blades so that the spine was the driving force of his hits. The oldest man was slow to realize that he was hit in the stomach by both the blades. The other two men rushed at Vis together as the oldesst man kneeled down in the dirt from the pain. The first of the men, a blonde man with a crooked nose, was hit in the back of the head as Vis stepped to the side. The force of the swing caused the man to become unbalanced and fall flat on this face. The second man, a more hefty man who was missing a few teeth, tried to tackle Vis but ended up with the point of Gurikari sitting at his throat with a trickle of blood dripping onto the blade. [b]"Now then, how about your reconsider my offer before I decide to beat you till you can't move?"[/b] Vis said as he looked at the oldest man who was now standing with a bent back. [b]"Fine, you can have the purses"[/b] said the defeated pirate rookie. Vis took the purses as the men handed them to him and started on his path to the main plaza. On the way there, Vis threw the money into a donation box sitting outside of a restraunt. He didn't actually have a need for the money but others would need it after the pirates were done with the town. Vis arrived into the chaos that was the main plaza just a man was punched with enough force to send him into a wall that was a few feet from Vis. As he looked at where the man he came from, he was a tall man of impressive stature. He knew the pirate as 'Iron-forged' Moto Moto. There were several other men who were laying on the ground around Moto Moto, the men were obviously knocked out. Vis approached Moto Moto as he beat another opponent. Their eyes met for a moment and the two pirates grinned at each other. Vis's katanas were held equal distances apart from him as he approached the famous pirate.[b] "Moto Moto, the man who has earned the name of 'Iron-forged' because of the lack of damage he recieves from attacks. Today, I intend to change than."[/b] Vis said as he roated both Gurikari and Zamniri to have their spines running along his forearm. Vis slow started to advance slowly towards Moto Moto but made sure to not get to close. [b]"Sutoraiku! Kaze no burēdo.(Strike! Wind Blades)"[/b] Vis calls out as he slashes with Gurikari. An insuing pressure wave follows the slash as Zamniri follows with the same cut. The two pressure waves travel towards Moto Moto as Vis sends out a final wave. He swings both Gurikari and Zamniri in such a form as to create two vertical pressure waves that move towards Moto Moto wit the other four. The second set of waves catch up to the first set and form together. When the waves make contact with Moto Moto, a cloud of dust puffs up from the release of the pressure and it is unsure how the attack effected 'Iron-forged'.