Flying at an altitude a kilometre high in their miniature forms were Empyrean Zinger Scouts. Opening their mouths, they hurled all the grey sand stored in their stomachs that had been turned into biomes.
As a result, the grey sand trickled down to the ground like snow, gradually accumulating over time. On one side of the battlefield was Inala, holding ten Sumatra Zingers. He was positioned ten kilometres away from the battlefield, hidden behind a tree.
Right underneath him was a tunnel in which he could jump into and escape when necessary. He encased the Empyrean Zinger Scouts—in miniature forms—in Prana Bombs and shot them using his Sumatra Zingers, one shot every minute.
After reaching its vertical peak, the Prana Bomb would shatter, from which the Empyrean Zinger would glide forward. And once it arrived overhead the battlefield, it would vomit out all the contents of its stomach.
