Please, Hear Me Out!

"Is that him?" Prana billowed out of Raaha as he entered a state of vigilance, "Is he…"

"Yes," Orakha nodded in seriousness, "That's Yamahara."

"Has our plans been leaked to the enemy?" Vhalla frowned as she stared at Orakha, "But how? We haven't moved near any Parute Tree. Even the ones in our biomes have been destroyed and we've been using Internal Inertial Gravity to destroy any the moment they begin to sprout."

"We have underestimated Sumatra's Transcendent Eater. That's all," Orakha said as he glared at Yamahara, commenting upon spreading his senses, "But this is for the better."

"He's alone." Saying so, he kicked the ground and charged towards Yamahara, activating his Human Avatar. Heat billowed out of his back and selectively ionised the air, unleashing a thrust similar to a rocket that propelled him straight toward the target.