While Ryan was busy in the traveling Realm, In the present world atop the central extinct volcano of Minin Island in the Whirlpool Islands, the cool moonlight draped a silvery veil over the landscape.
A lone gray wolf perched atop the rugged terrain, gazing contemplatively at the crescent moon suspended in the ink-black sky. The pirate lore of Whirlpool Islands held that a fortnight must pass before the moon would wax full once more, a rule seldom defied.
"An unexpected guest has arrived... but no matter," a melodious female voice mused from the shadows, her tone laced with anticipation. "The stage is set, and the grand spectacle is about to unfold."
"I'm truly eager to witness what comes next..."