Boom!
Yarsha Zahara punched Yennda the moment she revived him, bellowing upon seeing his dislocated jaw, "Why did you target my kids?"
"They were innocent."
"Koff…khaa!" Brana stood next to her, coughing constantly. The same as his siblings, he felt weak, unable to think straight. His body was hot, fragile, suffered from bouts of cold waves, and worst of all, his skin was covered by warts now, damn itchy.
The warts exploded from time to time, oozing out pus, with every explosion generating pain across his body, as if he was being electrocuted. By now, Brana could no longer suppress the disease through his Prana.
His body's condition had worsened significantly. But strangely, no matter how worse his condition got, not for a moment did Brana think he would die. It was strange, as that seemed to be how the disease plaguing him functioned.
Varahan Enclave!
Upon returning to their home, Yarsha Zahara had been consuming food to the limits of her physical self daily, condensing the generated Prana into the two fruits she had stolen from the Transcendent Eater.
Her priority was to first revive Yennda, for he was the culprit behind the infection of her children. It took her close to eleven months just to accumulate enough Prana to revive Yennda. This was while being fed nutrient-rich meat of Gold Grade Pranic Beasts that Brangara had hunted for her.
Blola could casually revive Yennda in a matter of hours. The sheer difference in capability was terrifying as the Transcendent Eater didn't need to consume flesh for energy. Instead, it was a tree, capable of building up all the energy it needed by sucking in nutrients from the soil.
Yennda was an Iron Grade cultivator. It took Yarsha Zahara eleven months to revive him. Grehha was at the Silver Grade. So, it'll take her a few years to revive him.
"Why? Dammit!" She bellowed at the silent Yennda, "Answer me!"
"Force me to answer, and I will." Yennda replied calmly as he reoriented his jaw, unflinching at the injury, "Are you incapable of that?"
"Fine!" She grunted and exerted her control over Yennda. It was the control a Transcendent Eater could exert on the individuals it had revived. Immediately in response, she observed Yennda's body tremble as his mouth opened, ready to answer, "Tell me, now!"
"To buy time until we obtained the Attribute," After a few seconds, Yennda didn't resist anymore and began to speak, "We knew the Boar King would prioritise his kids. So, when they infected, he'd no longer have the freedom to worry about obtaining the Major Treasure of Attribute. Instead, he'd take his children and rush to the Cooter Clan."
"That's it?" Yarsha Zahara glared at Yennda, "You infected my children just to avoid a confrontation with my husband?"
"Yup," Yennda nodded, "As long as the Boar King was away, we were confident that at least one of us would obtain the Attribute."
"Then…" Her eyes filled with rage, "Why did Resha kill Yaha and Hara?"
"Do you mean your youngest daughters?" Yennda shrugged, "How am I supposed to know that? You have a better grasp of his mind than me. So, you make the guess."
Her face scowled as she could picturise dozens of reasons. "Bastard!"
"You made your choice and he made his. No hard feelings, alright?" Yennda said when Brana stomped on his leg and flattened it into a paste.
"No hard feelings? Fucker, two of my sisters died!" Brana cursed, "I'll annihilate the Mammoth Clan."
"Pfft!" Yennda laughed at his words, "Annihilate the Mammoth Clan? Who?"
He stared at Brana, "You?"
"This fucker!" Brana glared in rage at Yennda's words of mockery.
"I don't mean to be rude, but you're not Brangara." Yennda said, "So, don't behave as if you can target the Mammoth Clan. Before the Mammoth Clan, your strength is inconsequential."
Brana had Gold Grade strength, capable of transforming into the Empyrean Boar through his Primary Nature of Empyrean Boar Transformation. And upon transformation, he could activate his Secondary Nature of Voracious Nature to consume Pranic Beasts and steal their Primary Natures.
Basically, he was an Empyrean Boar without the defects of one. As a Gold Grade Pranic Beast, he could easily be the overlord of a region. But, at his threat, Yennda simply laughed in mockery, infuriating him.
"Look, the reason you're still alive is that I didn't want to antagonise your father." Yennda spoke casually, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone out of my way to ensure the infection doesn't kill you. It was significantly harder to create this infection than one that could straight up kill you."
"And I'm the weakest of the Mammoth Clan's trump cards."
"Tell me more about these trump cards," Yarsha Zahara said, getting pissed to see Yennda turn silent at her words. She grunted, experiencing a headache as she used the power of the Transcendent Eater to force Yennda to speak, "Answer!"
"There are seven trump cards," Yennda said, "Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, and Red. Each colour specialises in a certain field and is preparing to kill Brangara."
"By the way, I'm yellow." Yennda stared at Yarsha Zahara, "The other guy in your captive is green. Resha is Red, Inala is Indigo. That tree guy is Blue. And finally, Ruvva's father is Violet."
'This bastard!' Yarsha Zahara flinched in shock at the last statement. Unfortunately, it was too late to stop it.
"Ruvva's father…isn't dad?" Brana heard the statement, muttering in confusion as he stared at Yarsha Zahara, "What is he talking about, mother?"
Yennda observed that he could no longer speak, for Yarsha Zahara was fully suppressing his ability to speak now. He simply revealed a smile at her desperate efforts, 'I'm not worried about torture or death. I've been through worse daily.'
He calmly stared at Yarsha Zahara, 'You can indeed extract information from me, Yarsha. But there will be baggage related to it.'
Death? He was unconcerned, as he would be revived by Blola anyway. If he dies here, he'll be revived at the Mammoth Clan. So, Yennda wasn't nervous.
Besides, even if he ended up leaking information, it was none of his worries. Yennda was simply alive because he refused to stay dead. As to why he continued to persist with life, he himself wasn't sure.
So, he simply proceeded with how things were and did stuff when asked of him by the Mammoth Clan. Like a robot, he lived. It was why Yarsha Zahara made a mistake reviving him first.
After all, there was no way she could threaten him. Death? That would only free him from her control. Torture? He had been subject to that daily and had been desensitised. So, the only way she could make him talk is by forcing her control over him.
The moment she removes her control, Yennda will commit suicide. Hence, his presence only served to add to her stress.
"It's nothing," Yarsha Zahara motioned for Brana to get some rest, "I'll figure out a way to cure you. Just rest for the time being."
"…Okay," Brana spoke sullenly as he returned home to an eight-
story palace that had been constructed at the Varahan Enclave alongside a marsh using the Nature of a Rockatrice.
"Is he talking?" Brangara exited the house upon seeing Brana arrive.
"Dad, can I ask you something?" Brana stared at Brangara, hesitant for a few seconds before asking, "Is…Ruvva not my sister?"
"She is your sister," Brangara tilted his head, "Why are you unsure about that."
"Because you're not her father," Brana gritted his teeth, "Loot, that fucker. I know that he's the cause. At our mansion in the Brimgan Empire, he occupied my body. At that time, he expressed his intention to sleep with Mom!"
"I know," Brangara revealed a wry smile, "Loot can assume my appearance. So, he fooled your mother. The individual you all met at the Varahan Mansion ten months before Ruvva's birth wasn't the body I left underground, but Loot."
As he heard more, Brana's expression crumbled as tears streamed down his eyes, "This is…messed up! Why are those fuckers targeting us like this? We never harmed anyone!"
"We didn't, but I did." Brangara said as his eyes turned cold, "In war, there is nothing that cannot be done for victory. Our enemies are those with no limit for underhanded tactics. They cannot openly fight against me, you see."
"Dad, when I said I would annihilate the Mammoth Clan, that Yennda fucker laughed in mockery!" Brana expressed his rage, "He's underestimating us!"
"He's not," Brangara sighed, "The current you is indeed not a threat to the Mammoth Clan. You haven't sensed it since you've been infected, but at the Attributed Region, I sensed Empyrean Tusks in human form. They all had a Secondary Nature."
He pointed at Brana, "The gigantic size of the Empyrean Tusk is their greatest strength. After all, they don't need a Nature to attack. Simply the weight of their bodies is enough to crush all opposition. But I'm their counter. I evolved to kill them. Hence, their massive bodies became a weakness against me."
"But now, they're able to assume human form, which means that not only can they hide themselves, but they're also able to fight me with tactics they couldn't use before." Brangara said, "Based on what I sensed, their Secondary Nature reinforces their abilities in a completely new direction."
"If you come face to face with an Empyrean Tusk," Brangara shook his head, "A hundred times out of a hundred, you'll be killed in a few moves."
"How is that possible?" Brana expressed his shock, "Aren't we both Gold Grade Pranic Beasts? I too have a Secondary Nature!"
"Your Primary and Secondary Natures combined result in the power of an Empyrean Boar." Brangara spoke, "It's not creating anything new for you to use. Besides, Empyrean Tusks are a bad match for us."
"I evolved to counter them, but the regular Empyrean Boars," Brangara shook his head, "You won't even be able to get close to an Empyrean Tusk before being bombarded with shockwaves."