A few years earlier, after their escape, Yuri Tanaka and Faaiq exited the helicopter. Yuri seemed in a daze still. “Are you all right?” Faaiq asked him “You didn’t exactly tell me this was some satin cult.” “We are not a cult, we do not worship satin. We are trying to summon-“ “Yes, the ultimate mercenary, Shengo Ri. And why would he listen to us? He’s dead, he no longer cares for money. I joined because I could gain privilege, notoriety. Gain powerful allies who could help me and my dojo achieve world fame.” “And you will Yuri, everyone will know and respect you, want to join your dojo. But we all have plans and there are many stupid people who are trying to hold us back. This is about eliminating them and making Japan great again.” “Oh god, don’t start talking like Trump now.” “Yes. Sorry about that. Come on.” They both head inside the new compound.