There was no night, nor day.
The Twilight of the Heaven Sealing Mountain was an endless loop, some spots dark as an abyss and others so bright, one might go blind at the sight.
A figure sat beneath a waterfall within the depths of the empty place.
His mind was still as an ancient lake.
The voices being gone, was unsettling after so long of having them at his side, but it was also peaceful.
Too peaceful.
His heart beat furiously.
And so he sat under the waterfall, to maintain a calm state.
He was certain.
An opportunity would come.
And so he waited.
Patiently.
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The Young Leader of the Sword Martial Sect, Xiao Wun, stood within his lodging within one of the Cloud Palaces side pavilions.
Within his study, the four great elders gathered under cover of darkness.
"Young Leader. What is it that you wish?" The Whale Elder said in a quiet tone.
