The Martial Unity

Once the ship hit the island, the protocols were to immediately set up an elementary preliminary security perimeter around the ship. The ship was the most important asset to the mission as that was the only easy way back home. Thus the Martial Union had stuffed her up with enough Martial Artists to protect her at all costs.

The second step in the chain of protocols was to construct a temporary preliminary base on neutral territory.

The base, of course, was no more than a set of tents that would be guarded by the security team. The necessary supplies and personnel would be escorted by the cliffside by the skywalking Martial Squires.

"Just a day, correct?" Rui asked.

"Yes sir," A man behind nodded. "As soon as that is done, we initiate the diplomatic negotiations."

Rui nodded as he turned back to face the mountain at the center of the island.

The development proceeded quickly, as Rui and the diplomatic team completed the final steps of preparation for the diplomatic endeavor.

A day later, it was time

"Are you ready, Stemple, Zeyra?" Rui asked the two people behind him.

The two of them were dressed in highly professional attire themselves. They carried briefcases that contained files and documents that were translated into the Vilun Dialect.

Rui turned as he breathed deeply.

The time for the first swing had arrived.

and now it was time for Rui to make

as they headed out of

travel through narrower paths of the

natural environment of the mountain that they cared so much about. It was narrow, flexible, and even far more silent than a standard motorized chariot that burned special esoteric substances that caused a

could already sense motion in the surroundings with his

the G'ak'arkan Tribe,')

they made their way up a path in

and snipe them from a great distance away. The fact that they hadn't probably meant that the G'ak'arkan Tribe was

the Martial Tribes, it had taken quite a long time of occasional

Union begin the diplomatic missions to try and negotiate a way to try and obtain their highly-guarded techniques. Which led to the history of diplomatic failures to succeed with

had no intention of

to reach the top of the mountain. Rui could have skywalked to the very top

the mountain was scenic and picturesque, so much so that even Rui paused for a moment

he saw several humans walking

in the distance were visible

slowly, as he took slow and measured

so that

calm and relaxed, yet inwardly

and they mattered

mask since he put it on. He was basically a glowing beacon that irresistibly drew

were Martial Squires, yet every Martial Artist knew that they were

so they thought. Rui was the

older man stepped forward amongst