“So, you’ve come to stop me?”

Jingliu muttered, her voice low yet laced with mockery. The woman lowered her sword from the now frozen cloud knight, turning to face you.

Even with her blindfold on, it was easy to tell there was not a hint of emotion in those cold red eyes. She watched you carefully, observing every movement you made.

You, her old apprentice. She hadn’t seen you in decades, but you still looked just the same.