JUST OFF HAINAN ISLAND, the turmoil that was the Mang sisters continued. Patience, as always, was not listed among their virtues. Again, the sisters paced restlessly back and forth across the bridge of their ship, muttering curses, and, occasionally, aiming the discourse at a member of their crew.
They were angered that one full day of competition had come and gone and none of their three objectives had been met. Gengshi still lived. Liao not only still lived, but also had taken on some degree of notoriety due to his success thus far in the tournament. Finally, they still had to hide in their ship, control of the Empire just out of reach.
The Roman Aurelia, on the other hand, sat silently watching the two pace and rant. She shared the sisters’ objectives, none of which was more significa
