Desert Plane.
This is an insignificant small plane, unknown to anyone, where two visitors from an alien world meet for the second time in a certain corner, a certain cavern of the plane.
"You're here."
"It's been a while since we met. How's everything on your side?"
"Everything's fine, Rainbow Domain, Truth City, Botta Blood Plain, above and below ground, the ladies, children, sorcerers, Black Star Army, people and things are as usual."
"Right, with you guarding the Dragon Pan Throne, no one would dare to be reckless. That's good, that's good."
The visitors were Jenny and Locke, having not met for many years. Both were not physically present but were projecting a strand of Divine Thought through a Secret Technique, appearing just like real people.
After some brief pleasantries, the two fell silent.
This was probably the last recent meeting for the two; the next time, who knows how long it would be, perhaps a century, or three to four hundred years, or even longer.
