The suicide squad met up with Kufa's avatar and took custody of Taku at a clearing near a mountain pass. The energy sustaining her avatar was dwindling thus she had no choice but to hand him over. It wasn't that the squad wasn't capable, rather, she trusted no one other than herself.
A large burly man dawning a glimmering set of golden armour from head to toe made a promise to Kufa's avatar. "You have my word, your highness. I will deliver the prisoner at all costs, even if that means giving up my life."
A squad of fifty men stood behind him and in perfect unison, saluted their princess. "Pain before dishonour, death before defeat!"
Kufa nodded. She then looked at Taku who was slouching, his energy seemed drained. His zesa had been depleted. The flame lingering near his heart had been done of his own accord and he began to regret it. The flame's upkeep required what little zest he had left in small increments. Now he had none.