"They're still hunting. They will be back." Swift Cloud spoke again, in a voice that did not seem to be her own. She bent to retrieve her bow, then straightened to look at the other two. "The knights... we must inform the knights. All who will listen. The Kai are gone. And unless they do something, they are next."<br/><br/><em>The Kai are gone</em>, her soul echoed.<em>All gone, but me</em>. Swift Cloud felt hoplessly inadequate at the magnitude of this realisation. She had tried her best all these years, but there were times when, even with the patient tutelege and kind encouragement from Winter Fox, that learning the ways of the Kai seemed to be going at a snail's pace. With him gone, she had naturally relied on other tutors. Now they were gone as well... all gone. How could she, a mere initiate, fill those shoes?