The meeting took place among broken cliffs far from any road or settlement, deep in the west and rocky wasteland of Tagayia.
The wind carried dust through the stone formations as Sagiri stood alone, his crimson eyes fixed on the woman dressed in red. The cloak swept in the wind, making her fragile form look more fragile. For several moments, neither moved. Then Sagiri spoke.
"So we meet again." His voice was cold. "Supreme Chief of the South..." A faint smile appeared on his face. "...or should I say, imposter?" Sagiri said in a cold voice. The woman's expression did not change and remained cold as it was still set on Sagiri.
"So what if I am an imposter. You are stupid for coming here." Her answer was immediate.
