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.

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

nodded as they headed out of

narrower paths of the

G'ak'arkan Tribe any reason to dislike 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

could already sense motion in the surroundings with his sharp senses and

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

from the small convoy as they

and snipe them from a great distance away. The fact

Union had taken the initiative to build good decent, albeit superficial, relationships with all of the Martial 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

negotiate a way to try and obtain

no intention of

the mountain. Rui could have skywalked to the very top very quickly, but he didn't want to leave behind his

scenic and picturesque, so much so that even

he saw several humans walking

distance were visible

off the chariot slowly, as he took slow and measured strides forward, as his assistants

so much so that one could nearly cut it with a

relaxed, yet inwardly he

mattered, and

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

Martial Squires, yet every Martial Artist

the

An older man stepped forward amongst all