Cerryti Empire, Botswana Province, less than an hour's drive from the capital, Brilda, on the mountain road track.
The Bulida Magic Power Rail Train had been stationary for a while now, with smoke billowing from the front cars, particularly severe damage on the fourth car.
After a brief burst of battle, silence had returned.
A huge hole had been blasted open in the roof of the car, allowing sunlight to pour in recklessly, but it couldn't penetrate the black fog, barely illuminating the decrepit figure standing amidst the ruins.
The old man stood like a twilight emperor atop a black reef, his body's glow and the shimmer in his eyes particularly clear in the dark mist.
"Can we have a proper talk, Miss Unity?"
His voice was complex as he looked down at the female assassin, his words tinged with a pleading tone.
Within this soundproof barrier, their conversation could no longer be heard by others.
"..."
Unity lay on the cold, hard wooden floor, her teeth gritted.
