In the middle of rundown stone buildings that had crumbled over thousands and thousands of generations stood a myriad of Nocru from all walks of life. Some were tall, some short, humanlike with unique defining features.
The diversity of this group was in its own right special and much more vivid than the beautiful colour palette of skin tones on earth. Everyone stood further from the seven pillars as Huishe Yue read and reread the scripts left by the Qilin clan. He understood it clearly and just wanted to be certain before proceeding.
Rui Fei was also standing on the side with a blank expression. One glance at him and you would think he wasn't thrilled but for those who know him well they could tell he was a bundle of emotions. He was clenching his retractable double-bladed sword tightly till his knuckles turned white.
