(It's up to you guys.I've already made my opinion known.)<br/><br/>Akamu's boat reached the beach of land, the waves hitting against the beach threatening to drag anything that it touched with it back to the ocean. The sound of the waves hitting the beach was very tranquil and contrasting to what was around it. Wooden barrels, broken guns and swords, destroyed ships and a hundred dead before him. Blood was soaked and absorbed into the sand. Everyone was dead and the battle that had taken place had destroyed many supplies. It was hard to tell however who was on who's side as they all had raggedy clothes resembling close to a mercenary or pirate crew. They could have been fighting each other or perhaps they were attacked, but there were no clues to tell which.<br/><br/>The other Restless were pushed off of Thomas, and the one he shot down on the floor. The other ones were close enough to grab him at this point. They shifted back and forth in place as is contemplating whether to continue attacking him. It was getting really dark now and there weren't any lights on the playground. Light casted from the lamp post on the street helped to see that if Thomas didn't move soon, other creatures of the night would.<br/><br/>"I'm just testing to see if your strong enough to survive in this new world we are being brought into." The man held a violin in his hands playing it his form being seen in the light that Shamus had put on the ground. He was the man from earlier in his torn cloak standing in a much better stature. "I hope you don't mind. I know who you are Shamus and I wanted to see if your history lined up with your status right now."