"No movement on the border?" Yao Ai asked.
She was sitting on her throne, overseeing the arena fights below as usual. Standing behind her throne was a tall and lean man. His skin was as pale as a corpse. His face looked as if it were just skin over a skeleton.
This skeletal man answered, "No movement, Your Lordship. There has not been an assault since the Cryanid's retreat one year ago. There are occasional sightings of small groups of Cryanids that wander out of the misty border, but they don't pose a threat."
"Hm… Perhaps that slayer Amon did achieve a miracle," Yao Ai muttered. "You can learn a thing or two from him, Diu Cay."
Diu Cay's face turned a bit unpleasant from the remark. Yao Ai, however, didn't see it since he was standing behind her throne.
Diu Cay quickly controlled his emotions. "Forgive me, Your Lordship, but didn't you plan to get rid of him once our Flesh Alterers successfully clone his genetic marking? From what I heard, it has been completed."
