Walking out of the tavern, Nishjin stretches out. 'I slept WAAAAAY too long.'
Suddenly, a firefly lands on his shoulder.
"Firefly? Is that you?"
Nishjin sees a group of soldiers heading towards him.
He hums to himself, "Fu- this crap, I'm out..."
Flying off, he wonders why the soldiers were there...
'Guess you might've been right, bud.'