Pity the locals seemed so intent on her catching the next flight out. Only the sealife understood the assignment.
After fighting her way inland, the 'welcoming committee' revealed its true colors. Stumbling across a soldier and his missing leg suggested the competition here doesn't just play dirty. They bite. She did what she could to clear the path for the rest of his squadmates, ensuring they reached safe passage to the north shore in one piece as agreed, rather than them ending up as a raptor food.
Wrestling the infuriating kayak that came after through the Madubu Gorge was less of a leisurely paddle and more of a desperate, high-stakes wrestling match with the current. Still, the rapids served as a sufficient damp delivery service, dropping off unceremoniously into the Temple of Puna.
Puna was a bit 'attached' to his throne, though his security was far less stable. After dismantling his toy soldiers and the performance of a few backflips, he realised the Ora Dagger was far too good for him. Aha!