Derivation of a Nature

"Now that it's done, let's leave," Raaha said, only to be stopped by Gannala immediately after. He stared at her in confusion, "Is something the matter?"

"Chief, your power falls in the same category. As the Blessed Race of Sumatra, you too won't be able to leave the continent."

"You make sense," Raaha looked around as he grumbled, "If only Resha was here. I could have transferred the Mammoth Chief role to him."

"Chief, do you mind if I say something?" Gannala asked, curbing her hesitation as she was direct, "Please transfer your power of the Gold Empyrean Tentacle to Orakha."

"What?" Raaha was stunned that Gannala was being too direct about her intentions, "Are you being serious now, Gannala?"

"Yes," Gannala nodded, "Since you don't seem willing to gain the power of a Mystic Empyrean Tentacle, this is our only other choice. Orakha will be able to handle the influence of becoming one."