The Kowtowing Five

"Well, what do we have here?" Asked an East Sect disciple who strutted over to get closer to the Squad. As he moved, his fellows moved with him, goofy smiles on their faces and clearly a sense of superiority,

"Border Knights," another Disciple said, "Or in other words, trashy failures who could never make it into the Martial Temple. Or sometimes, they are just commoner who lack the right-- connections. Hahaha."

"Hey, they are not all bad," a third Disciple mentioned with eyes roaming over Ember's body and then falling on Carleine with the clear undertones of lust.

The others sniggered along in agreement and Evian just let out a sigh. It was just as he had expected and it had not even taken half a minute after Zayda was gone for it to begin.

"Hey, do we have to wait for Zayda here?" Gryon asked.

"Yeah," Carleine said, "This City has more than its fair share of buildings, let's wait somewhere else."