"Kuukukugaaa!"
"Gukaaa!"
"Gaku…uuaaa!"
High-pitched shrieks resounded from Zinger Scouts, reverberating throughout the Dieng Canyon. Zingers could transmit entire speeches within a short screech. At the speed of sound, the message travelled throughout the region, amplified, and retransmitted by the scouts that heard it.
[62 Empyrean Tusks are rampaging. Tens of millions of our brethren are dead. We'll lose control of the region if we don't replenish our numbers.]
The message alarmed the Zinger community as messages kept reverberating throughout the Dieng Canyon, bringing in the news of the destruction committed by the rampaging Empyrean Tusk herd.
On a mountain reaching a height of five kilometres sat a Zinger Queen, eyes closed as she had just finished creating a batch of Zinger eggs. She grabbed a Prana Bomb, cracked the shell and drank the fluid within, replenishing some of her expended Prana.
