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.

game plan had been set, and now it was time for Rui to make sure he executed it

nodded as they headed out

that was specifically meant to travel through narrower paths of the mountain. It would cause a minimal

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 esoteric substances that

surroundings with his sharp senses and

the G'ak'arkan Tribe,')

they made their way up a path in the small

just prayed that they wouldn't use long-range techniques to try and snipe them from a great distance away. The fact that they hadn't probably meant

it had taken quite a long time of occasional but regular contact with the Martial

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

had no intention of

of the mountain. Rui could have skywalked to the very top very quickly, but

the mountain was scenic and picturesque, so much so that

saw several humans walking

the distance were visible signs

slow

that one could nearly cut it

and relaxed, yet inwardly he was sweating

mattered, and

hadn't retracted his mind mask since he put it on. He was basically a glowing beacon that irresistibly

Squires, yet every Martial Artist knew that they were all weaker than

least, so they thought. Rui was the only one who

brings you here?" An older man stepped forward amongst all of the approaching warriors of the