Editing Character:Solitary Talon of the Veiled Silverhawk Lady/Flashbacks on remeeting Ai

=The Gold Hawk Uprising=
Flames roar as they stretch towards the sky, a village burning in the night. Screams pierce the rumbling cracks of fire and the occasional clash of metal against metal ring out in the dark. She is surrounded, some twenty mortals and, more importantly, five men and women in jade armour, lethal animas glowing in the dim light. She has fought them... and lost. She is out of essence, they are not. She is out of tricks, they keep bringing them. This was not the way it was planned... the legion was supposed to be in disarray, not organized and fighting back. And he, he should have accepted loss. She had underestimated him, thought him to be just a weak hearted Dynast unfit for field duty, perhaps even convertable. But no. Now as she could hear his boots approach she looked up straight in his eyes. There was fire in there, not only the ones reflected from the burning houses, but something deeper. And she understood. This man could not be converted. He was loyal to Her more than anything, he would crush nations and trample its inhabitants in her name, even if he didn't like it. "Witch!" He called out at her. "Your days of trickery are over."<br>
His face, she recognizes it, like an old friend she hasn't seen in a long time. "I will remember you, Mnemon," she hears herself say.<br>
"Do so, remember my name, and stay the hell away from Creation in your next life." He smiles as he raises his sword, two pairs of mortal hands push her down on the stomped ground. "Remember Mnemon Ai."<br>
=The Sole Claw Rebellion=
"One could think it would be ironic." His voice again. "I killed you to become General, and now I will kill you again. Wonder what I will become this time." There He stands again, older, more dangerous. And not alone. A large man in blue armor under blue cape stands beside him with a covered spear, a man in the Immaculate dress on the other side falling into the Earth Dragon Form. But they're standing on her ground now, the large ornate room in her tower conceals a trick or two.<br>
His eyes narrow. "But this time I won't kill you for promotion. This time I will kill you for Liusa. I will kill you for Jemala. I will kill you for Opile. And I will kill you for my child."<br>
She laughs at him, who does he think he is? She picks up a couple of grapes. "Hard words, General Mnemon. But can you back it up? Your army is still outside and can't help you today." She smiles as she bites of a grape from the cluster, he is in her trap. Soon he will be her slave.<br>
"Oh, I have all the backup I need." He makes a gesture at the large man beside him, who slowly removes the cover from the spear. "You see, when I heard of this I brought a present with me to Achiaias."<br>
Something is wrong, she can feel it... the spear! How could she have missed it? The world becomes a blur, she can feel her fighting... losing... And finally... She is lying on the stone floor, feeling the blood slipping out from her abdomen, a large metal spear sticking out of it.<br>
"I told you last time, I tell you again. Remember me, and stay the hell away. If you as much as touch anyone of me and mine. My lover, my wife, my mother, my cousins, my children or my sisters..." His face is close to hers, the fire in her eyes she saw several decades ago in another life still there. "If you do that... You will wish for death..." He gets up, grabbing the heavy spear sticking out of her chest. "Remember this time."<br>