Zafaru stepped forward once, lowered himself, and took a knee in the middle of the shattered impact field. He crossed both fists against his chest in an old southern salute and lowered his head. When he spoke again, his voice echoed through the canyon walls.
"I, Kai, General of War of the South, welcome the last of N'folu… and greet the Chief of N'folu as is rightfully yours." Silence followed. Long enough, Sagiri could hear Zaira snoring. He could not have predicted that it could happen in a thousand years. But it was, and the general of the South was accepting him and taking a knee to him.
