Kano Country, a place located at the foot of Reverse Mountain. It served as a gate to any that wished to traverse it. As appropriate of such a land, they boasted considerable military might. It was a normal day in Kano Country. Sun beamed down on the land, trade was occurring everywhere, and it was a lively time. At the center of Kano Country was the King's Palace, a Chinese-themed multi-story home, housing the King of Kano, King Ramen. Spanning in front of the King's Castle was a massive training grounds. A simple block of flat concrete that spanned hundreds of meters in every direction. Practicing there were a thousand soldiers. Their instructor? Don Sai. With his arms crossed behind his back, and a big grin on his face, he shouted.
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
AND AGAIN!
STANCE!
LEFT STRAIGHT!
RIGHT STRAIGHT!
KNEE!
Don Sai shouted, giving commands. And with every command he spoke, the thousand soldiers in perfect unison, performed. Suddenly, a man ran up to Don Sai. He bowed and then whispered something to him.
An unknown ship? No ship has the power to destroy our walls.
But, your have my permission to shoot it down.
Don Sai said, dismissing the threat, but giving the Navy the permission to do as they saw fit. The man relayed this message to the Navy via Den Den Mushi, and the sea militia started to mobilize. Four 50-man battleships went into formation, blocking the path toward the fort. Suddenly, the Marine vessel found themselves under fire. Dozens of cannonballs rained down on their ship and the surrounding waters, aiming to engulf the ship in relentless firepower.
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
AND AGAIN!
STANCE!
LEFT STRAIGHT!
RIGHT STRAIGHT!
KNEE!
Don Sai shouted, giving commands. And with every command he spoke, the thousand soldiers in perfect unison, performed. Suddenly, a man ran up to Don Sai. He bowed and then whispered something to him.
An unknown ship? No ship has the power to destroy our walls.
But, your have my permission to shoot it down.
Don Sai said, dismissing the threat, but giving the Navy the permission to do as they saw fit. The man relayed this message to the Navy via Den Den Mushi, and the sea militia started to mobilize. Four 50-man battleships went into formation, blocking the path toward the fort. Suddenly, the Marine vessel found themselves under fire. Dozens of cannonballs rained down on their ship and the surrounding waters, aiming to engulf the ship in relentless firepower.