Back in Blackmire, the crew had somehow taken control of the saloon.
Finn, tied to a chair, just sobbed. "I don't even know how we got here."
Zephyria, now the self-proclaimed Queen of Blackmire, smirked. "Easy. We punched more people than they punched us."
Tess, counting stolen gold, shrugged. "So what's the plan?"
Vespera chugged from a stolen bottle. "Simple. We get rich, make Finn more famous, and see how long before the princess personally shows up."
Finn panicked. "NO. NO MORE ATTENTION. I JUST WANT TO BE NORMAL."
Zephyria smirked. "Too late."
Vespera winked. "You're a legend now, baby."
Finn screamed.
And somewhere in the sky, Princess Ignis giggled.
"Soon, my love. Soon."