Primary Nature—Mystic Royalty!
Secondary Nature—Perfect Biome Domination!
Through his set of abilities, Inala was capable of creating grey sand in his Biome Bomb, an ability exclusive to the Mudropper race. Moreover, through his Secondary Nature, Inala was capable of nerfing, suppressing, or even neutering the effects of grey sand.
Even though the amount of Prana necessary to neuter the effects of the Sandy-Grey Void in his Biome Bomb was ginormous, it still displayed a terrifying possibility.
The Mudropper race was only able to create the Sandy-Grey Void. They couldn't reverse it. To date, the only existence capable of reverting its effects was the Mammoth Ancestor, and she did it using the Nature Weapons of Mudroppers.
Moreover, the results weren't perfect. The best example was Gaja Enclave, the birthplace of the Mammoth Ancestor. Once a bountiful land rich with resources enough to support the development of a herd of Gold Grade Pranic Beasts, it was reduced to a barren land now.
This was because the Mudropper race invaded it in the past, turning most of the Gaja Enclave into a part of the Sandy-Grey Void. Eventually, once Mahira Tusk developed her Secondary Nature of Weaponisation to the limit, she used plenty of Mudropper Nature Weapons to erase the Sandy-Grey Void occupying her home.
Gaja Enclave recovered as a landmass, but the damage was too severe. Hardly any plants grew. The only existence living there was a sparse number of Iron Grade Pranic Beasts who fled into the place from the main Continent.
It was then used by Brangara to store the corpses of the Empyrean Tusks he had hunted, especially once he came to know this to be the birthplace of the Mammoth Clan. By storing Empyrean Tusk corpses here, he was making a statement to Sumatra.
He'd annihilate the Mammoth Clan!
It was a famous story in the surrounding parts where Pranic Beast races at the Silver Grade and above used as an example to teach their younger generation to never mess with the Boar King.
Even Mahira Tusk was only able to heal the damage. But Inala, on the other hand, given he had enough Prana, could heal Gaja Enclave to its prime.
He was capable of neutering the effects of Sandy-Grey Void. If it's something he created, he could neuter it easily. But if it's the Sandy-Grey Void created externally, like the Sanrey Plains or the border of Sumatra, Inala would have to spend a lot of time and resources.
But it was a fact that he could neutralise its effects as a Mystic Grade Royal Zinger. Basically, he had become an existence that could counter the Mudropper race.
Inala didn't mistakenly evolve in this direction. No, it was on purpose. Among the effective ways to harm the Boar King, other than his ability to steal Prana and Lifeforce was the grey sand. The higher the potency of its effects, the greater the harm it posed to the Boar King.
But, using grey sand was no different from unleashing a nuke on Earth. It would consume everything. Hence, Inala paid attention to gear his evolution in such a direction that he could create, manipulate, contain, and erase the effects of Sandy-Grey Void.
When Maroppa birthed a child in the Sanrey Plains, as in every generation of Mudropper, the child inherited all information stored in Maroppa in her genetics. Inala obtained that data.
Following that, for over a decade, Amita absorbed Maroppa's Prana to complete her Sumatra Gold Skeleton.
All Inala told Maroppa was that he was using her Prana to fuse the Sumatra Gold into his female form's skeleton. But his plans ran deeper. The Mudropper race was a strategic race, one of its kind, with powers capable of destroying large regions of Sumatra.
He was obviously interested in its power. As Prana was an energy created through a fusion between the energies of body, mind, and soul, Inala absorbed as much Prana of Maroppa as possible.
With the excuse of his Sumatra Gold Skeleton, Inala engraved the entirety of the Mudropper race's data into the skeleton, amplified and stabilised it through the properties of Sumatra Gold. Maroppa's Prana enhanced and nurtured this inscribed data.
Basically, by the time Inala's preparations were complete, he knew more about Maroppa than herself. Even though she wasn't aware of this, as a race specialised in sensory means, Maroppa instinctively felt afraid to face Inala.
To date, she attributed it to the fact that Inala was a madman and hence, she instinctively felt repulsed by such an existence, even though she gained a lot thanks to him. But that was merely her misunderstanding.
In truth, she could feel him evolving into an existence that ran counter to her race. This was the same as what the Empyrean Tusks felt towards Brangara. Hence, the fear was instinctive.
After Inala evolved into the Royal Zinger, this was conceptualised and manifested into a reality. Hence, Maroppa trembled in fear, able to sense Inala's approach through the sense of fear she felt.
"Y-Y-You…Inala…" This was the first time she felt fear that stemmed from a genetic level, unable to form a coherent sentence as she collapsed on the ground, sprawling on all fours without any semblance of resistance.
She prostrated herself in defeat, submitting herself to him, unwilling to fathom resisting him even in her dreams.
"Why are you like this, Maroppa?" Inala frowned upon seeing her actions as he took a step in her direction, stopping immediately in a daze, feeling like he was dreaming. After all, what he was witnessing was something he had never expected.
The moment he took a step toward Maroppa, the entirety of the Mammoth Clan made a retreat, erecting a distance of 180 metres from him. This was his Spirit Weapon range. And the fact that the distance between the two clearly displayed the Mammoth Clan's trust in him.
In simpler terms, they didn't trust him. Honestly, he had expected the Mammoth Clan to react like this, mentally prepared to convince them. He had arrived with a plan in mind, confident in bringing them to his side.
But upon seeing that even Gannala and Asaeya had retreated alongside the Mammoth Clan, something in him snapped.
"You…" Inala stared at Gannala, "Why are you standing so far away, brat? Come closer."
"I missed you." Saying so, Inala took a step forward, stopping upon seeing Gannala retreat by a step, maintaining a distance of 180 metres between the two.
There was silence for a few seconds before soon, a cold voice resounded from Inala, "I see. So even you are afraid of me."
"Whatever you want to say, please speak from your spot," Raaha said, his body tense, accumulating Prana in his hands and legs. "We'll treat you as an enemy if you take a step closer to us."
"I expected their reaction, but why are you behaving like this, Gannala?" Inala ignored Raaha's statement and focused solely on his daughter. "Shouldn't you know me better?"
"I thought that all along, but you hid your plans from me." Gannala said, her eyes sunken from shedding tears, "How did you…that doesn't matter. Why did you hide the truth from me?"
"Because you won't like it," Inala spoke, his pupils steadily widening in response.
"Why?" Gannala screamed, "We were happy when you were a Mammoth Clansman. Why did you become this? Why?"
"Why?" Inala tilted his head and stared at Gannala in mockery, "Go on, you know better. You're smarter than you think you are. So, why don't you take a guess?"
"…" Gannala became silent in response, biting her lips in anger.
"See, you know the answer." Inala sighed as he began to walk towards Gannala, "This is the only way I can kill Brangara."
"You already had the strength necessary to kill him before!" Gannala argued, "All you had to do was reach the 10-Life Stage before the Fourth Major Disaster and you had a solid chance of killing him. You confirmed that multiple times through your experiments."
"Yes, there was no issue in that build, except for one," He stared at Gannala as two strings of Prana jutted out of him and made contact with an Empyrean Tusk that intended to get in his way, stealing its Prana, "It's a warning. Don't interrupt me, otherwise, I'll steal your Lifespan next."
Arriving at a stop before Gannala, he stared at his daughter who was now a head taller than him, "The influence from my Natures turned me into someone I was not. I went mad multiple times due to them. You've seen it plenty of times."
"So, tell me, Gannala." He snorted, "Would I have remained sane until the fourth Major Disaster?"
Seeing her hesitation, he nodded, "You have your answer. That's why I became a Pranic Beast. I know you don't like seeing me like this, but I've done only to protect the Mammoth Clan."
"So, can't you forgive me?" He asked and reached his hand to Gannala, only to be grabbed by Raaha who glared at him in response. "I'm still your father."
"Your expression doesn't seem to be of someone asking for forgiveness." Raaha walked between Inala and Gannala, his intention to fight clear, "I can't feel an ounce of emotion towards Gannala in you."
"Hmm?" Inala stared at Raaha in silence for two seconds before his expression turned fierce, "Say, Raaha. I've been curious about it all along. So, please answer me truthfully."
"Does the Mammoth Clan intend to become my enemy?"
