"Are you sure you want to do this?" Thunderzen asked his adopted daughter Lilian, his face tinged with concern which he tried to hide.
They were in the throne room of the Heavenly Lightning Sect. The throne flickered with lightning, filling the otherwise silent room with soft crackles.
"I am," Lilian nodded firmly, her eyes narrowed and determined. "I have been hiding away for so long, that I nearly forgot the goal I set for myself the day I fled. And that goal can only be achieved through power…and it will be my power that achieves it, no one else's. And I must also raise my strength for the day you have been planning for all these years, as I will not abandon my disciple, and make him fight that battle alone. I will hide no longer."
Thunderzen studied his daughter's face in silence, and sighed deeply as he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Then I will not stop you. Let's go!" he said warmly as he strode out of the palace chamber.
