Sarkan was joyously dancing around his room, celebrating his triumph over Yoko Kurama. "I only wish I was there to see his face!" He chortled to Prakash, clenching his fists. "I turned his entire hideout into a frozen wasteland!" He continued to prance around as Prakash silently watched. His eyes turned to the cat demon in the corner. It was like she was frozen herself. She sat still on a small blue cushion and didn't move; sitting on her knee; hands folded in her lap as if waiting for an order. Her ice cold eyes stared straight ahead, looking blankly at the wall.
"What about the girl?" Prakash asked, turning his gaze away from her. She made him nervous. Like one misstep and she would burst and kill them all at any moment.
"What about her!" Sarkan wanted to know, stopping his dance to look indignant. He looked between the two of them. "She's fine." He announced dismissively. He walked to his desk and sat, breathing heavily from his exertion.
"Let's see, what do I want to conquer next." He mused, his fingers to his chin.
"Master Sarkan, I think we should wait before continuing." Prakash went to his lord and stood behind him, looking at the map Sarkan was studying. "We don't know how long her ice spells last, or what else she can do."
"Then we will figure it out later!" Sarkan brushed him off.
"He'll come for her."
Sarkan turned around in his chair and looked at Prakash, his eyes wide with anticipation. "I know." He grinned. "And when he does, he can serve me, or I will kill him. It's a win-win." He laughed again and looked fondly as the silent girl. "She is the perfect weapon." He stood up, his hand planted firmly on the desk. "Have my men alert me the moment that Yoko shows his face." He ordered, striding to the door. "I'll take care of him first."
Amira and Hiei followed Yoko as he walked back to the others. They waited silently while he explained the current situation as well. They had camped out just on the outer ring of Satira's icy touch. The frost seemed content to stay in place and seemed to have no inclination of spreading. However, it didn't recede either. It was a very precise attack. Every now and then a cold wind would blow from that direction, reminding all of them what they were fighting for.
"I want everyone to be ready to leave in 10 minutes," he ordered. The thieves nodded and dispersed.
"And how are we going to find them?" Hiei asked.
"I already dispatched Rykan to where we left Morina. She will tell us or face the consequences." Yoko replied smoothly.
"And then what? You just beat Sarkan till he lets Satira go and she unfreezes everything?" Amira added.
"I said I have it under control!" Yoko growled. "Don't undermine my authority! Just do as I asked!"
The two fell silent. Yoko sighed. "Forgive me. I need you two to run a special errand." He said softly. "You two are the fastest and I need you to meet up with us before we get to Sarkan. I will leave instructions on where to find us."
"You can count on us." Amira told him, somewhat reluctantly. She was not thrilled with the plan, but there didn't seem to be any alternatives. It was a no win situation. She trusted Yoko. She looked at Hiei. He was also not happy, but had resolved himself to do this as well. It was a better idea than either one of them had.
Yoko nodded, explaining in great detail what he wanted and as the rest of the thieves gathered around Yoko they two disappeared into the brush. He turned his attention back to the others.
"Until Rykan returns we do not know the exact location of Sarkan. But we do know the Raider's territory. We shall start there. Split up into teams and fan out. If you find anything report to me immediately."
The thieves all nodded in understanding and upon Yoko's signal broke apart, Yoko at the lead.