Zera stared at the gates of the Dojo, looking at all the various fighters and guards she past, intrigued by their interesting gear and all. Thanks to the support of the 54i, she hid under a false identity, named Zera Serrone. "These fighters are various and plentiful...I'll give them that. Too bad they'll be crushed by us when the time comes." She thought, walking toward the Lounge of Blades. Her sheathed katana and Annihilator, she sat and ordered some wine, staring at her various weaponry, as well as her outfit. She was wearing a tattered cloak around her combat gear, which had no sign that she was part of the Immortals. Unbeknownst to anyone there, she was in fact the Seraph, leader of the 54i...and all she was doing here right now was drinking some wine out of both boredom and to investigate her surroundings. [spoiler]Open; Yeah, no one knows her face, so they shouldn't know who she is yet.[/spoiler]