"Goodbye, Tufah," He said as he watched her go. A descendant of Scar. She seemed nice, all he'd heard of Scar was extremely negative. Sekizen knew better than to judge from parents or grandparents... Just because of the blood didn't mean that the descendant was the same... If it wasn't nature, there was still a risk of nurture becoming an issue, though.

Tufah seemed nice, and he cleared all the negativity from his head as he turned back towards that golden semi-circle that allowed life to exist.