When the three merged clans had wiped out a considerate amount of Sky People, the fire clan called and hollered as they flew over the mountain, emerging bigger than the quadrant of the other three clans, Quaritch and Varang at the ready, their crew charged with guns.

“Jake!” Neytiri roared into the comms in a notice.

Jake looked over at the mountain as the clan flew at an impeccable speed, and Toruk screeched beneath him.

It was time for Toruk Makto to resurface.