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.

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

Rui nodded as they headed out of the

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

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

the surroundings with his

the G'ak'arkan

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

a great distance away. The fact that they hadn't probably meant that the G'ak'arkan Tribe was not unwilling to

albeit superficial, relationships with all of the Martial Tribes, it had taken quite a long time of occasional but regular contact with the Martial

the diplomatic missions to try and negotiate a way to try and obtain their

had no intention of joining

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

much so

he saw several humans walking toward

the distance were visible signs of

he took slow and measured strides forward, as his assistants

tense, so much so that one could nearly cut it with a

was calm and relaxed,

impressions mattered, and they

He was basically a glowing beacon that irresistibly drew the

were Martial Squires, yet every Martial Artist knew that they

was the only one who knew that wasn't necessarily

older man stepped forward amongst all of the approaching warriors