Anastasia asked Glade about his arm.<br/><br/>"Thanks to you and Matthew, my arm is feeling good as new," responded, waving his arm about to show he was fine. Glade also noticed an exchange between Flint and Matthew, and he smiled to himself. Lee Sin, seemed to sense Flint's presence and facial expressions.<br/><br/>"Even though I am blind, it does not mean I cannot see. There are other methods in which I sense my surroundings." As an example, he smacked the ground with his palm, and described the surrounding landscape in perfect detail to them. Glade took note to not anger the man in the future. The forest became thicker and the light levels dropped as they approached the campsite. Three tents were gathered around a small fire, concealed as to not let their position be known. A monkey wearing clothes and holding a battle staff meditated beside the fire, floating a few feet into the air.<br/><br/>"That is Wukong, the Monkey King," he explained. "And over there is Master Yi, the Wuju Bladesman." Lee gestured over to a man wearing light armor of black color, sharpening his green blade. Yi nodded greeting and returned to sharpening his sword.<br/><br/>"Come, rest awhile and recover. No need to worry, we will watch over you. Wukong, set up bedrolls for them!" The monkey reluctantly floated back to the ground and opened his eyes. Grunting, he grabbed bedrolls from his tent and set them up around the fire. The sun was setting over the horizon, and another wave of sleepiness fell over Glade. Choosing the bedroll on the far left, he lied down and went to sleep.