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

going," Rui nodded as they headed out

travel through narrower paths of the mountain. It would cause a

their little convoy, 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

could already sense motion in the surroundings

the G'ak'arkan Tribe,') Rui

maintained their distance from the small convoy as they made their way up a path in the small

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 that the G'ak'arkan Tribe was not

had taken quite a long time of occasional but regular contact with the Martial tribes. Over many years, contact

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

no intention of joining

time for them to reach the top of the mountain. Rui could have skywalked to the very top very quickly, but he didn't want to

much so that even Rui paused for a

back, he saw several humans walking

were visible signs of a

he took slow and measured strides forward, as

so that one could nearly

was calm and relaxed, yet inwardly he

and they mattered

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

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

least, so they thought. Rui was the only one who knew that wasn't

here?" An older man stepped forward amongst all of the