<div class="floatleft">(https://static.miraheze.org/allthetropeswiki/2/22/Lumeng-dw7art_3001.jpg)</div><br/>Location: Neutral Territory<br/>Tagged: Hisayo Yamashita<hr/><br/>Cervantes did not move as she approached, her hand offered in a gesture of goodwill. She was close but the warriors of Yunar greeted each other by firmly grabbing their forearm, a gesture of respect as well as warning. To grab and keep a friend (and enemy) close was to pay homage to their warlike culture from the ancestral home and a reminder that all warriors had to be ever vigilant.<br/><br/>A smile formed as he took her hand and inspected it. “These are the true hands of a general.” He complimented the young woman as he opened his. “And these are the hands of a Sealord.” He shared before he seized her hand and pulled her into him, his free hand moved to unsheath the very blade she had intended (unaware to him) to take her life with earlier.<br/><br/>“The Emperor is dead, what use do I have from his former lapdog! Gunba is a selfish spineless fool and opportunist!” He hissed as he pressed the blade to her slender neck. “Forgive me general, this is beneath you but my people have suffered enough at the hands of weak willed men, we refuse to bend ever again!”<br/><br/>“Men of Yamashita, you have a choice. Foolishly die attempting to rescue your general or live to fight another day. Send a message to your lord Gunba, I will not expand further south than the coast overseeing the temple of your goddess. Otherwise I will send him the head of Hisayo Yamashita with a full declaration of War.” He announced as he began to back away with his new captive, his guards and men slowly closing all around them, spears drawn and ready to kill all but one to make sure the message was delivered.