'H-How are they here?' Yamahara was too stunned to react for a second, his emotions taken for a stormy stroll when Kvirala, the individual he had praised the day before suddenly emitted a whole other presence, turned young, and became virala.
'Kvirala? Virala? What the fuck?' He wasn't the type to curse, but the situation forced him to, 'I absorbed so much of his blood. How come I never detected any traces of him being Virala? He was a Free Human and his Vara Human Avatar too was genuine!'
"F-Father..." Yamahara turned around in shock, only to see that Brangara had already taken action, churning Prana through him to emit a sea of energy fluctuations, intending to both protect his precious son and attack the enemies.
Boom!
The 2-Life Stage Virala raised his hand and unleashed a powerful fore of psychokinesis through his Tratham armour, pushing Yamahara towards Brangara. Simultaneously, the 2- Life Stage Resha used Perfect Inertial Gravity to pull Brangara towards Yamahara.
Blola didn't target the two. Instead, he glared at his surroundings, causing all the Parute Trees growing on the Varahan Palace to wither and die, this way cutting off the vision of Sumatra's Transcendent Eater of the region.
Finally, there was the 2-Life Stage Inala who expanded Prana radially and enveloped the platform the throne was on.
Secondary Nature-Perfect Biome Domination!
He enveloped the space they were in with his Biome Bomb. And then, he activated the Major Treasure of Flight.
"Father!" Brana sprung up from his seat, activating Astral Chart to stack ten Natures of Prana Shock. The shockwaves he unleashed bombarded the platform, intending to target the intruders. However, all he accomplished was to witness the mocking smirk of Blola before the four individuals and the duo of Brangara and Yamahara vanished.
The shockwaves slammed into the platform and destroyed it, impacting the figure of Yarsha Zahara in response which popped like a balloon.
"What? What just happened?" Brana was terrified, for the intruders arrived all of a sudden and vanished as suddenly as they arrived, taking Brangara and Yamahara with them. Moreover, the Yarsha Zahara they had been interacting with wasn't real, stunning them all.
None of them had been informed about Brangara and Yarsha Zahara's plan to chase after the Mammoth Clan. Only Yamahara was kept in the loop. No one else was informed since there was a chance information could be compromised through them.
Even though Brangara's direct kids were Boar Kings now, they weren't yet strong enough to face the Mystic Paths who had experience fighting the Empyrean Boar King.
"What the fuck just happened?" Brana's figure flickered towards MunuBuntara and grabbed the latter by the scruff of his neck, "Why was Virala a part of your entourage? Fucking bastard! Did you betray us all?"
"N-No, I had no idea..." MunuBuntara was still unable to process the shock, his body trembling as everyone in the courtroom became riled up, their billowing presence swarming the area. His entourage had already fainted in response. Even he was barely able to maintain his composure.
There were eighteen Boar Kings in the courtroom, all of whom had riled up their Prana, radiating presence of anger.
"Where are they?" Brana bellowed as he glared at MunuBuntara.
"I...I don't know!" MunuBuntara stammered in fear, fainting a few seconds later, unable to endure the presence of eighteen Boar Kings being concentrated upon him.
"Inspect all the bastards that arrived with him!" Brana roared, "Raid the Noikatol District. There must be some clues there!"
In a far-off location, at a massive desert bordering the Sandy-Grey Void was a small dune. Seated on it was Wally, resting after his recent experimentation. His expression was calm as he observed a Parute Tree sprout next to him, saying as he watched it bloom to become Blola, "Have you cleared everything?"
"Yes," Blola nodded, "I've wilted every single parute Tree in this region. That annoying leech won't be able to witness or interfere with what is happening here."
"Are you confident?" Wally asked, "It's the Transcendent Eater while you're just its diluted version."
"I'm at the 5-Life Stage now." Blola smirked, "That means my authority is equal to it. I've progressed past the difficult phase, and now, I can begin to exert my true strength."
'Besides, there is also that version of me out there. Adding it, six bodies of my control the Transcendent Eater's power while Sumatra's control is only on the remaining four.' Blola snorted, 'Let's see how long it can interfere down here. There's a reason Renduldu modified the power of the Transcendent Eater for one of us to obtain. It was in case Sumatra's Transcendent Eater decides to support Brangara.'
'I exist to even the field.' He thought and watched as a group arrived in the desert. He patted Wally and walked away, "Witness the fight while in hiding, kid."
"If you succeed, you'll be fighting against the real deal."
"Yes," Wally nodded as his figure sunk into the sand and disappeared from detection promptly. There were no traces of him being there.
Next to a dune appeared a total of six people: Virala, Inala, Blola, Resha, Brangara, and Yamahara.
"Ok, I'll bounce now," Inala muttered the moment they arrived and leapt lightly.
"Okay," Resha uttered and emitted a wave of gravity, sending Inala flying high up into the air.
"Stay right next to me, Son." Brangara said in alertness, lifting his head to see Inala hovering at a height of two kilometres, 'He's not floating.'
'Flight? Impossible!' However, he didn't have the time to remain shocked. After all, he was only one body and had to protect Yamahara while the rest had arrived with full preparation.
"Hide in me," Brangara whispered tensely as Yamahara obeyed without any objection. Once the latter used his power of Minor Treasure to fuse with his body, Brangara let out a heave in relief, 'I need to figure out a way to survive.'
His eyes darted to the Sandy-Grey Void that was situated eighty kilometres away, the curtain of night extending endlessly into the sky, 'As long as I run there, I should manage to escape.'
"Don't worry about that," Resha muttered calmly as he clasped his fists, "You're not going anywhere."
"I'm in position," Blola muttered as Parute Trees popped up in five different locations, surrounding the region. Blola stood in position, forming a barricade to prevent Brangara from running away.
'They've taken all measures against me!' Brangara's expression was a scowl, realising that the only way he could escape from here was to kill his enemies. There was no other option, 'I don't even have Subtle Terrain Domination. Dammit!'
Astral World-Rocky Intimidation x2!
Astral World-Imprison!
Rock pillars appeared between the two groups as Brangara grunted, using the Beginner Gold Grade Pranic Beast, Clumped Finger's Primary Nature of Imprison. The rock pillar dissolved into dust and rapidly homed in on his targets, intending to imprison them.
The effects of Rocky Intimidation would weaken their Prana and physical might further, making it harder for them to break out of the power of Imprison. However, he was aware that it would be impossible for this combination to deal with his enemies. As a result, he wasn't planning to attack them but instead used the dust as a means to cover himself.
The dust expanded radially, enveloping the figure of Virala. He didn't react and instead stared
up at the sky, focusing on the figure of Inala high up in the air, 'You're able to maintain your
cool even in this situation. As I expected,'
'You don't care about Orakha.'
...
Two days earlier, right after Inala informed the Free Human Virala and returned to the desert.
He stared at the faces of Virala, Resha, and Blola, "We'll get the opportunity to jump Brangara. Based on everything I've seen while surveying the Varahan Empire, there's only one body of Brangara. The remaining seem to have indeed gone elsewhere with Yarsha Zahara."
"The one taking her place is just Yamahara's power."
"Are you not angry?" Virala stared at Inala in calm before asking, his expression growing incensed, "You've been talking as if this doesn't concern you?"
"Have you lost your remaining two braincells?" Inala glared at Virala, "You think I'll take a
risk surveying the Varahan Empire if I wasn't concerned?"
"Your concern is of capturing Brangara for personal benefits and not avenging Orakha." Virala glared as Prana gushed out of his being, glowing pinkish crimson.
"Oh, I'm sorry that I wasn't as chummy with Orakha as a certain someone." Inala didn't even
seem to mind Virala's show of power. However, ten orbs calmly hovered behind him, ready to bombard Virala until he was reduced to ash.
"Stop it, both of you." Resha rushed between the two, glaring on either side, "Don't waste
your strength with a stupid fight."
"Aren't you angry, Resha?" Virala raged, his voice emotional, "Orakha was with the
Mammoth Clan. Wrunnala was one of them."
"I know," Resha muttered, his voice turning soft.
"Yahira was inside Wrunnala." Virala raged, "You've seen what they've done to Orakha. Do
you think the others will be spared?"
"Enough!" Resha roared as the sky crackled in response. But a second later, he calmed himself, "Just because I act cool doesn't mean I'm not angry. I always am angry."
"But the outlet of my anger is Brangara." He said and patted Virala on the shoulder, "Fighting
this one body of Brangara is a trial run to see how our builds compare against the Celestial Boar. It's to prepare us for the battle against the real deal, armed with forty-plus Natures of
Subtle Terrain Domination."
"Besides," He glared at Virala, "You're merely at the 2-Life Stage even after counting your other body. Why the fuck are you acting strong, bastard?"
"We'll capture the Celestial Boar and everyone will feast on that pig to grow through the Life
Stage, got it?" His gaze sharpened in rage to the extent the liquid vaporised. He then turned around and glared at Inala, "Are you serious?"
"Does seeing Orakha in that state not anger you?"
"If you're asking for sympathy, you won't get it from me." Inala stated calmly, "Orakha was
the one who fled this war. I have no sympathy for such an individual. Besides, do you think I wanted to fight? No, but I have to, because there's no other choice."
"Hey, Resha..." Inala took flight and hovered at an altitude of forty metres from the ground,
shouting, "The current you is not influenced by an Empyrean Tusk. And it seems you've regained the memories of your childhood. Then, why don't you state my dream?"
He pointed at Virala, "Tell it to that selfish bastard."
"You..." Resha closed his eyes, remembering the scene where the seven of them were staring
out from the window of a building situated on the side of the 44th Empyrean Tusk's stomach, enjoying the view of Sumatra beyond, "Your dream is to explore Sumatra."
"That has never changed..." Inala flew away, "So, seal your feelings tight and do what must be
done to end this war."
...
As the dust from the rock pillar began to layer over his body, intending to imprison him,
Virala glared at Inala, 'You can afford to seal your emotions, fucker. But I can't.'
Boom!
"I know I'm a bastard. But," Pinkish-red radiance erupted as all the dust, including the layer
covering him, was sent flying away, forming a crater as the figure of Brangara was revealed. The force of psychokinesis radiated out of him with enough intensity to overpower the ability of Imprison, preventing the dust under its power from even approaching him. "He was a
genuinely good guy."
"Orakha is the only bastard," Virala muttered as Tratham covered him from head to toe, becoming a full body armour. Ripples of psychokinesis wafted out of his feet, pushing onto the sand as in response, his figure turned into a reddish blur and closed in on Brangara, "He
was the only bastard on Sumatra,"
His left hand emanated the force of psychokinesis to swat away the effects of Natures flying at
him. He clenched his hand into a fist, crouched before Brangara while evading the latter's
blows, and sent a fist reeling into the face, "The only bastard I considered a friend!"
"HOW DARE YOU DESTROY HIM!"