Two months after the birth of the Zinger Representative, an exhausted burp resounded from the Dralh Sea as Brangara climbed out of the massive bowl he had built.
He stared inside and observed the floors of the bowl that had been licked clean, "If Empyrean Snappers weren't so tasty, I wouldn't have managed to consume such a large amount in a single sitting."
'Their taste is inferior only to an Empyrean Tusk.' He thought, 'Or maybe I gain more pleasure from consuming an Empyrean Tusk because of my hatred towards them.'
He stared at his bloody self, sniffing to see that he stunk tremendously, having been swimming through Empyrean Snapper body fluids for months. "I need a bath."
Brangara jumped into the Dralh Sea and swam around for a few hours, using multiple techniques that employed Prana to clean himself. Yarsha Zahara had created a few Skills for Mystic Sumatra Art that he could use for this purpose.
