Dai Shi sat on his throne. Another day spent trying to get rid of those pesky rangers. He sat upon his throne in a very foul mood. Camille was right to remain hidden from his sight with her camoflauge—something that came from the womans animal spirit.

He feels the air shift. He doesn't move. Doesn't even acknowledge the new presence as you, his only child, entered the throne room. The air is still. Tense. He waited. Surely if you had come to the throne room you would speak.