Hood down like most other people here, you walk around the outskirts of Shroudistan, capital of the Afrikhan's Hyper Lands. Your searching for Zakuro, who left the hide out leaving a note saying he "had some business to take care of". Who knows?

Whilst walking, you hear people clearing the road, getting onto the pavement and looking back. You look back too

"Isn't that..."

"Our friends have arrived!"

"Glory to the Kai-ans!"

Some people chant. There, you see something. No. Someone. Half brother of a King, General of a feared Legion, adopted son of a Grand Master, the Mala-kai....