Outside the airport, a tour bus was parked prominently at the entrance, emblazoned with a banner that read: "A Warm Welcome to Our Big Nephew, Damien Valerius, Gracing Us with His Guidance." Nearly everyone who passed by had to stop and stare.
Marcus Marsh walked up to Damien Valerius with a smug look on his face, pointing at the vehicle. "See that, big nephew? To welcome you, I brought out the biggest, most impressive vehicle in all of Portcove. C'mon, get on."
As soon as Marcus Marsh finished speaking, the door of the tour bus hissed open. A few thugs with brightly colored hair scrambled out and lined up on either side of the bus entrance. In heavily accented Mandarin, they shouted, "Welcome, Master Damien! Everyone, please board!"
