'A large-scale Tertiary Natures of Cultivator. So, that's how the Empyrean Tusks have evaded my pursuit.' Brangara thought as he began to return to the Varahan Empire alongside Yamahara, using the Sandy-Grey Void as a shortcut.
His presence was powerful enough to act as a barrier protecting them from the influences of the Transcendents in the Sandy-Grey Void. This allowed them to travel quickly through the Sandy-Grey Void, avoiding detection from all forces.
"Cheer up, son." He patted a sullen Yamahara, "There's more to live than needless worries."
"It's not needless, Father," Yamahara whispered, his shoulders slumped as he followed Brangara silently.
The duo walked without any discussion for a few minutes before Brangara broke the silence, "So, you fought Orakha. How was he?"