Sumatra’s In Danger

"How many Bolts of Transcendence does he plan to pull?" Mahira Tusk expressed her shock as she stared at the furball, "What are the Mystic Tentacles doing? Are they content in releasing so many Bolts of Transcendence?"

"If someone on Sumatra wishes to become a Transcendent, they are obligated to release a Bolt of Transcendence." The furball spoke and stared at a gigantic greenish Transcendent World hovering farther away. It was the source of the Bolts of Transcendence entering Sumatra Continent.

"As a Blessed Race, we're merely an extension of Sumatra Continent's will." The furball spoke, "Just as how the Mammoth Clan works in your favour, we work in Sumatra Continent's favour. The analogy isn't perfect, but you know what happens at the end of a Mystic Tentacle's life, right?"

"Has that piece of information been verified?" Mahira Tusk asked next.