Azure Cloud Peak, one week later.
Maya sat on a cliff, her legs dangling over the edge as she looked over the world sprawling before her. Mountains stretched endlessly into the horizon, their peaks shrouded in mist. Waterfalls cascaded down distant cliffs, and the sky was painted in shades of soft pink and orange as the sun began to set.
She wore an unreadable expression, her eyes distant.
"Cipher..." she whispered.
"Are you still worried about your friends?"
Maya turned sharply. Jiang Qing had appeared behind her without a sound, her robes flowing gently in the breeze.
Maya nodded slowly.
Jiang Qing walked over and sat down beside her. "I told you, you don't have to worry. You will all meet each other at the final battle in three years."
"Will they really be alive by then?" Maya asked quietly.
"I can vouch for the other Sect Masters who took them as disciples," Jiang Qing said. "They will definitely look after them. They just want to train them, that's all."
