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.

it was time for Rui to make sure he

as

paths of the mountain. It would cause a minimal amount of

and that included not harming 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

already sense motion in the surroundings with his sharp senses and techniques.

the G'ak'arkan Tribe,') Rui noted

the small convoy as they made their way up a path

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

Tribes, it had taken quite a long time of occasional but regular contact with the Martial tribes. Over many years, contact and communication slowly and painstakingly elevated from highly cautious and tense interactions to increasingly

to try and negotiate a way to try and

intention of

quite some time for them to reach the top of the mountain. Rui could have skywalked to the very top very

much so that even Rui paused

he turned back, he saw several

in the distance were visible signs of

as he took slow and measured strides forward, as

much so that one could nearly cut it with a

demeanor was calm and relaxed, yet

mattered, and they mattered a

he put it on. He was basically a glowing beacon that irresistibly drew the attention of the warriors of

Martial Squires, yet every Martial Artist knew

they thought. Rui was the only one who knew that

older man stepped forward amongst all of the approaching warriors of