While Argenton, Transentia, and Tokugawa Ieyasu were busy, Sentinel Prime descended before Blood Lord Vrukshus with a chilling expression. The mismatch with the mannerisms of the person controlling his body and the body itself was visibly stark, but the Blood Lord maintained his composure.
His blood red Martial robes fluttered in the chill winds that swept through the Great Nam Ocean, much caused by the turbulence of war between the pathwalkers and warships.
NOVA, controlling Sentinel Prime's body, appeared to be content with taking her time as she slowly approached him with a curious expression.
"So you are the one who sought to evolve the native Martial Path of the Panama Continent with blood."
His expression darkened.
The air tingled with tension.
