@Cret92 -- Beneath a crease created from his furrowed brow, Moo Manchu looked down upon the terracotta warriors staring down at the scruffy pirate who had landed in a skidding stop. _Likely at the site of my warriors,_ Manchu mused, twiddling his thumbs. The light coming from the stone lanterns above highlighted the detailed cuffs of his crimson robe, perhaps setting nuances of his power with such a color. One of his last adversaries - a pirate with shockingly red irises - had struck a chord of dissonance.
"I'm don't fear you!" the pirate cried towards Manchu, "I'm armed with the White Lotus Amulet!" Behind the pirate stood what seemed to be an alliance of multi-classed individuals like the pirate; Ragged and foreign, of course no match for the brilliant Moo Manchu, he concluded. After a moment of thinking, he remembered an uttered name.
"Ah, so you're the so-called Merciless one?" Manchu sneered, stepping down from the two-step throne pedestal, "Fair game, unless you're here to grovel for pity."
"Never!" the pirate yelled. He was indeed Morgrim the Merciless, a legendary gunman among Skull Island folk. He grit his teeth, reaching for his shining rifle.
"Amusing," Manchu sighed, watching the flickering lanterns, as if they reacted to the growing tension. "Rise, my legions! Crush this puny pirate where he stands!"

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