Virala, Blola, and Yennda

"Is the coast clear?" The fist-sized object reverted to the figure of Virala who looked around cautiously before taking a seat in relief, "We were cutting it close back there."

"The Chief obviously suspects us." Blola said, "He just lacks concrete information about us."

"Even Orakha was never honest about the information he shared with the Chief."

"He's a sly guy," Virala smirked, "Well, he had different reasons for intending to monopolise the Transcendent Eater's information, but that played right into our hand."

"But still," Blola observed Virala from top to bottom, "How…the fuck did you manage to complete building an Empyrean Tusk body this damn soon?"

"You want to know my secrets?" Virala laughed, casual in his approach, "You need to reveal your everything too then."

"I don't mind that," Blola said without hesitation, shocking Virala.

"Are you…for real?" Virala stared at Blola, wondering when this gloomy guy became so generous.