Episode 3 | Post has been kidnapped?
The rain over Storm Valley had barely subsided when a single, obsidian raven slammed its beak against the weathered sill of Christobal The Vision’s parlor window. Inside the dimly lit room, scented with burning sage and heavy incense, the wise fortune teller paused. He reached out, his fingertips brushing the cold, wet feathers, and untied a scrap of crimson-stained parchment bound to the bird's leg. The note was written in cursive by an anonymous hand: The Flock leader has clipped wings. The Pachinos hold him where the salt meets the dead iron. Christobal’s breath hitched. His brother, Cyborg Post, had been taken. Without a word of hesitation, Christobal hurried to the Dragon’s Leaf tea shop, finding Master Liu Fong and Chris Faultly organizing the bruised and battered ninjas after the night's earlier skirmishes. Upon hearing the news, Chris’s fists clenched so hard his knuckles turned white. Knowing they needed raw, unbridled muscle to crack a Pachino stronghold, Li...
