"We have no idea how long it might take or if he's even there at the bottom of the Abyss Fall!" Orakha shouted as he fell towards the Abyss Fall alongside Virala, "Won't the influence send your stack out of whack?"
"That's the best part about being a Mystic Human." Virala grinned as he covered the duo with a submarine made out of Tratham, "Even if our bodies are split apart, we can easily recover the stack without issues. We have no influence to worry about."
With a tug of his tail, a large amount of Parute Fruits stored in the tell fell into the submarine whose lid closed up as the duo took seats within. Psychokinesis whirred to the extreme, unleashing a powerful thrust as the submarine plunged deeper into the Abyss Fall, going against the water currents.
Phells were pushed to the side as the submarine brushed past them. Some of them exploded, purposefully plunging their needle-shaped noses into each other in an effort to harm the speeding object past them.
