The Second Calamity

"How are you faring now?" Yahard Tusk asked as he approached Yennda, "Will you be able to handle the upcoming fight?"

"Yeah, that's not an issue." Yennda flexed his muscles as he entered the body of the Prime Enran, "This guy will be doing the fighting anyway. I'm just a pilot for this body."

"But what about you?" Yennda stared at Yahard Tusk to ask, "You have yet to unleash your Mystic Grade Nature."

"That…I'm not sure." Yahard Tusk sighed, "Even when I activate all three Natures, I'm unable to combine them to produce the power of a Mystic Grade Nature. It feels as if I can naturally achieve it, but for some reason, I'm unable to do so. Maybe it's because I've only recently adjusted to this state."

'Yeah, it was a pain trying to get you under control every time you went insane.' Yennda thought for a moment before staring at Harrala, "Then, I'll be taking my leave now."