StoryImpliedInai calls his scattered kin together, but none has yet taken a seat.
It has not happened yet. Inai's every word points forward, to a Confluence that approaches, is at hand, and trails its consequences behind it, a gathering that so far exists only as its architect's intention.
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Xin the Ember Spirit, a warrior-poet who taught the Bonds of the Guardian Flame at the in the , until rivals bested and slew him.
Ties among this castKin of the celestial line who feud openly whenever they meet.
Xin is the brother who listens. 'Long have we waited, brother,' he tells Inai, and of his preparations he has no doubt. Inai allows that they are not always in agreement, but can at least work in alignment.
has left the telling anyone who listens that the Great Confluence approaches. It has not happened: every line he speaks points forward. What he intends is a gathering of his own kind.
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