A few days passed, and not much had changed. At this point, Rui could only wait for news. They had done everything that had to, and now the ball was in the G'ak'arkan Tribe's court. Rui just had to make sure that they were prepared for anything.

And he was when it did end up happening.

"Sir, a Martial Squire from the G'ak'arkan Tribe has arrived, announcing that Senior K'Mala of their tribe would be arriving at dusk," An agent of the diplomatic team rushed into the diplomatic office, announcing to Rui.

"Well," Rui stood up. "At least they had the courtesy to tell us ahead of time. Almost all of the preparations have already been prepared. Make sure they're all ready."

"Yes, sir," The man nodded, before rushing away to do his job.

"You heard that, Zeyra, Stemple?" Rui raised an eyebrow at his two assistants.

"Yes, sir, we'll ensure that we are ready by then," They nodded.

"Good,"

And the settlement was thrown into a bit of a hurry as they made preparations to welcome for the first time.

('I'm just glad that the K'ulnen Tribe has not postponed this moment,') Rui sighed.

It would have been a pain if they decided to go into an all-out war against the Martial Union. But unfortunately for them, they were far too busy trying not to get torn to shreds by the sharks in the geographic vicinity that smelled blood.

Thus, Rui could peacefully focus on receiving his guests.

precisely when dusk

approaching the Martial Union settlement at a slow pace, so as to not alarm them. She did not want to be blasted away with

descending a good distance away from the entrance of the settlement, choosing to walk the rest of the

smiled. "Welcome to the Martial Union

G'ak'arkan Tribe did not have honorifics for Martial Artists, thus Rui had no

reaching her hand out

was a gesture that was not of the G'ak'arkan Tribe, but she had learned that

appreciatively as he shook her hand,

drawn to the sheer alienness

everything

up of clay and stone that the G'ak'arkan Tribe had. This was the first time that she had realized just how different from the G'ak'arkan Tribe, no,

so stable and solid. The structures that her tribe built were unstable beyond a certain height and size, thus they were forced to

strange objects that they used that seemed to have a life of their own.

by them. It was a drastic culture shock and the

smiled, gesturing inside a conference hall. "Let us hold

began once they were seated. "We are glad to have received

her. After all, he truly had said everything that he needed to and everything that

few moments

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