“Oh my— So many new faces. How lovely.” Which was a lie, really. Sho despised when strangers showed up unannounced. However, there had been a lot of new people showing up who wished to receive a bit of a certain thing he held within his possession. Perhaps that was what these people were after— “Have you come for the blood of the senka maiden? I assure you that it will cure any ailments that you may have and will leave you feeling more powerful than ever before.”
Quite by accident he had chanced upon this village in the mountains looking for any sort of lead to the Stigma. JENOVA was slowly taking over the population, especially in Wutai, and Yuffie had caught him, begging for help; it seems that even though she was a reluctant heir to her throne, she would nonetheless be a good one. This man…has something wrong about him. He is not…human, though…neither were many people in the room. ’Where in the world have I landed this time?’ he muses. ’And what…is this “cure”? Blood?‘ A sabaton-clad boot approaches the one who has spoken, taking care not to have any of the other…excited beings touch him. “This…cure,” he says, “does it also…rid the body of…undesired infections?”