And then there was one.

Sun walked into the bar and instantly drew stares. He was in his human form but his tail could still be seen. Swaying slowly back in forth as he took in the patrons of the tavern.The bar was just a square building with a few booths in the corner,a bar,a  few scattered tables, and a pool table.The air was thick with smoke which annoyed Sun.Sun walked over  to  the  bar and said"Giveff me something." and  he put his hand out . The bartender looked at him for a second then said."That is not how bars work .what do you want?"The bartender was a stocky man with a balding head and a look like he hated his job on his face.  Sun didn't know he had to order just walked in here to get out of the cold."I don't know givef me that." He pointed at the wall behind the bartender. The bartender poured him a  shot glass of vodka.

Sun downed it it and then spit it out in the guy face.He yelled "What type of water is this !". The bartender wiped his face off and said"Get the hell out." Sun rested his hand on his staff which had set on the table."Who is going to make me?" He said which made the atmosphere in the place grow a little darker. The replied " Far enough."and turned away and pulled a gun out from under his counter. He turned around and said"Get out now."A voice in sun head told him just to calm down and get out of there. Most likely the eighth king he was always a push over. Sun took a got up picked up his staff and and pointed at the bartender and before he could pull the trigger the staff grew a few feet and smacked him in the chest knocking the bartender down.“Make me.” Sun repeated but this time he was talking to the eighth king.