Epilogue

Three men entered the tavern, smiling sinisterly. They looked around at the people. Beside for them, no one seemed armed. This was going to be one heck of a fun. They approached the girl serving the drinks.

"Hey, pretty lady, how about you have some fun with us, huh?" the tallest of the three asked.

"Not interested, you pig." The girl said. She wanted to go away, when she felt his grip.

"Oh, c'mon, baby. I don't bite." The guy said.

"Yeah, you tell her, Aniki." The other's cheered for him. The guests seemed to want to help, but were too afraid of them. Everyone could tell these guys were ninja. Aniki's associates started to ruin the place, while the woman tried to get free. It was chaos.

Then the sound of punch silenced everything. One of Aniki's pals landed near him with a blackened eye. The two took this seriously, while looking at the 16-year-old boy in a hood, who was taking a sip of juice.

"I don't think she likes you, man." The boy said. "If I were you I'd let her go, paid for the damage and leave while still possible."

Aniki looked at the teen like a madman. "Don'cha know who we are, boy?" he asked. "We are the Moya Triad, the most powerful shinobi in the world."

The wind blew, breaking an uneasy silence.

"Anyway… You just made yourself an enemy this day. Wha'cha gonna do now, huh?"

The boy just smiled. "Are you afraid?" he asked simply.

The three men raised their brows before laughing. "A-af-afraid? Ha haha! Of what?"

"The storm?" the teen asked, showing his eyes. His dark blue eyes with yellow, blazing points.

These guys were in the world of pain now.

END

A./N.: Well, another arc finished. Soon the continuation. Look out for Storm God Revolution.