After exiting the dome, Onua and Kit separated to help out wherever they could. For a moment, Kit didn't know where to start. A shriek from an upward angle behind her made the decision for her. With no time to move away, the girl just instinctively leaned back into a horizontal position, allowing Gorast to pass over her. For a brief second, the Makuta had an expression of surprise on her mask—until Kit, giving her a smirk, power kicked her skyward, with a dash of energy beam. Righting herself, she spotted Vamprah and charged at him so fast, she was a blur. The blue Makuta was about to attack a distracted Pohatu when he sensed something behind him, but before he could determine what it was, he found himself slammed into with incredible force. Kit followed up her tackle with a double-handed sure shot. Vamprah cried out, pain searing the back of his right shoulder and feeling a small amount of his essence leaking—his armor had been damaged. He turned around, intending to face his attacker head on, but Gorast's voice stopped him. "Aid the others. This fleshling is mine." Vamprah departed to another area of the aerial battlefield, and the two feminine warriors squared off. Gorast rushed in, mask glowing and hands outstretched. Kit let out an instinctive gasp, remembering what happened to Pohatu, and just barely managed to dodge and counter with an energized punch. Gorast saw the technique coming and, being hit with the girl's power attacks more times than she bothered to count, she moved several yards back at the last minute. When she tried to close in again, Kit, catching on to her plan, let loose a volley of energy weapons to make her keep her distance. Realizing she was not going to get anywhere close to her target, Gorast settled for a different approach. She fired a beam of shadow energy. Kit, unfortunately, was caught completely off guard and was sent back hard into a tree. As she sat where she hit, stunned, Gorast loomed toward her, hand reaching out to touch her suit. By the time Kit regained her senses, Gorast's fingertips were just feet away from her. Just when she was certain it was over, the Makuta, with a cry of surprise and pain, was suddenly blasted away.

Looking to her right, Kit saw it was Tahu. "Perfect timing," she commented as he helped her up. Together, Toa and girl fought to drive off Gorast, but she proved to be very persistent and everyone else was busy with the other Makuta. Hundreds of bolts, blows, and other attacks were traded from both sides. During the fight, Kit noticed that due to being forced to move back as they fought, she and the others were unintentionally heading back toward the Codrex. The Makuta were herding them there like sheep. 'But, why?' she thought to herself; she thought the Makuta would want her and the Toa to keep away from the Codrex. None of this was making sense. However, a shadow bolt from Gorast forced her to get her head back into the battle.

"The final moments have arrived," the Makuta declared. "Soon, it will be too late for anyone to change the course of events. The Plan will succeed and the world as you know it will be history."

Tahu, though, shot back at her that he'd heard those words from a Makuta already. "They were wrong then, too."

Kit voiced her agreement with the Toa of Fire. "By the way, where's your 'great' leader? Too much of a chicken to come and fight us himself?"

Though Gorast had no idea what a 'chicken' was, she could tell from the human's tone that it was meant as an insult and she hissed angrily. "You're a fool to dare to mock my leader, fleshling. But, don't worry—you will hear from him soon enough, and in words like thunder." She moved on to Tahu, who deflected her blow, but in the process, the Fire Toa left himself open to her sonic attack. His adaptive armor cracked from the shrill frequency of sound.

"You're the one who's the fool," Tahu growled. "No one is going to hear anything if we don't get out of here!"

"When Mata Nui awakens, this place will be consumed by an energy storm that will kill anyone and anything that's still here!" Kit joined him.

It was then that Krika, of all beings, showed up and confirmed to Gorast that Kit and Tahu were telling the truth, for he had overheard Kopaka and Takanuva talking up above. "Makuta Teridax has set us all up to be killed!" However, if he was thinking that his female comrade would listen to him, he was very badly mistaken. Completely forgetting about her current opponents, she turned and charged at Krika, hatred flaring in her eyes. With her mask power activated, she grabbed hold of his arm—and Krika couldn't stop her. He could already feel his intangibility power going out of control. "No! Don't you understand? You're all doomed!" Gorast's simple reply was that all she understood was that Krika was a traitor—and there was only one punishment for traitors. Kit couldn't help but gasp and gaze in horror at the sight of Krika screaming in unfathomable agony, becoming more and more ghost-like as his atoms lost their substance bit by bit until, with a last anguished cry, he completely vanished as if he was never there. Hearing Gorast speak with satisfaction that Krika was now less than a phantom, and soon not even that, Tahu took the chance to fire his blaster and created a clamp to pin Gorast's arms to her sides. He then used his elemental powers to heat the temperature around her up to the point where her armor started to soften. Finally, he let her go, but her punishment wasn't through yet. Before Gorast could recover, she found herself being pummeled by Kit's charged up fists, then blasted away by a double dose of energy beam. Now, not only was Gorast's armor slightly softened, it was also badly dented and cracked; it would take months to fix.

"I ought to just let Tahu melt you down into slag, if only to see how long your energy would survive with no robot or otherwise soulless, yet live, body to possess," Kit said, glaring at the female Makuta. "I figured you were demented, but I never thought you were insanely stupid. Krika, amazingly, went out of his way to save your miserable excuse for a life, and you killed him for it."

"Tahu! Kit!" a shout came from above. It was Kopaka on the Jetrax T6. "We need to get back to the Codrex." The Toa of Ice informed them that, after he was cured of the shadow leech corruption, Kirop said that the Makuta actually wanted the Toa to awaken the Great Spirit. "Could this all be some kind of trick?" he asked.

The three turned at the sound of soft giggling that wasn't Kit's, but Gorast's. She didn't know about the two Toa, but, when the Makuta's sniggering turned into insane rings of glee, the sound chilled Kit from her bones to her core, her very spirit. It was a sensation like she never felt before and no words could ever describe how disconcerting it was. As she continued rejoicing, Gorast declared to the heroes that it was too late. "Can't you feel it? It has begun—the Great Spirit awakes!" No one, not even Kit, could, at that very moment, deny the truth of the female Makuta's words. Energy sizzled in the air and the shadows of the Makuta were being driven away from the land by a light that grew brighter every second. Out of the corner of their eyes, Kit and Tahu caught sight of the Av-Matoran heading westward towards, hopefully, safety.

"She's mad. They all are," said the Fire Toa.

"This is crazy," the girl piped in. "The Makuta have been trying to stop you guys, stop us, from awakening Mata Nui every step of the way, and now we're supposed to believe that they wanted you succeed the whole time?"

"I know," said Tahu. "They have a funny way of showing it."

When Kopaka asked if they could be missing something, Tahu swept a hand at the surrounding area. The energy storm that Takanuva told them about was heating up. They would have to worry about 'what-if's' later. "Yeah, like when we're out of the walls of this place," said Kit. After glancing at Gorast, still laughing her head off either in triumph or madness, Kopaka nodded and joined his brother Toa and human friend in locating and gathering their comrades.

Though the storm started out small, it rapidly gained strength and intensity with each passing precious moment. Initially, a painfully bright glow shone from below the swamp. Then, a vortex of energy appeared over the water. At first, it was small—half Kit's height—but it grew bigger and bigger as bolts of raw power went flying everywhere. The young Protector stared in amazement as it thrusted itself into the sky like a dagger and spread across the marsh. The power that crackled in the air was so awesome and off the scale she could feel it vibrating through her frame. It was one of those sights and sensations she would never soon forget. Forcing her eyes away from the sight, she turned to the Toa. "Where's Onua?" she asked, noticing the Earth Toa wasn't among the group.

"He went to get Gali from the Codrex," Pohatu replied.

In her peripheral vision, Kit noticed what looked like a winged figure heading far-too-near-for-her-comfort toward the vortex. 'Please don't tell me . . .' she thought to herself, hoping she was seeing things. But, to her disappointment, her eyes did not deceive her. Mutran, curious about this phenomenon, approached the outer edges of the storm that razed everything it touched, from water, to stalactites, to any unfortunate Rahi that couldn't escape fast enough. It was like a ravenous beast on a rampage—and nothing was safe from it. After privately fantasizing about the marvelous Rahi he could create with such a resource at his disposal and seeing a way of tapping into it, the Makuta began to reach out his hand. "Don't-" Kit tried to shout over the din of the energy tempest, but too late. From out of the storm's heart flashed a crimson bolt. The next thing the girl knew, she gasped in shock and horror as she witnessed Mutran's entire form being vaporized. Not even a cloud of dust or pile of ash was left of him. By now, as the storm accelerated and continued to grow in size and strength, all of the Makuta, even Gorast, grasped that something was wrong, very wrong. Krika was right—they had all been betrayed, and they knew by whom. After pushing the sight of Mutran's death to the back of her mind, Kit noticed that the other Makuta were trying escape. Bitil flew off, leaving his comrades to fend for themselves. Once she spotted Gorast, she gazed at the female Makuta, who just stood where she and Tahu left her, with a confused expression. Why wasn't she moving? 'C'mon bug-face, move,' she thought to herself, almost hoping that Gorast heard her through her telepathic powers. But, if she did, she gave no indication. "Gorast, hurry! Get out of here!" the girl called. As if suddenly sensing she was there, Gorast turned and faced the human whose light she once sought to drain. Kit gaped at the unexpected look of defeat in the Makuta's eyes. It wasn't one of hatred and anger, as she was expecting; it was something more like realization and loss. It was a sight she never in a million years would've guessed she would see on the mask of a Makuta, let alone one like Gorast. Instead of the last, desperate charge Kit was preparing for, Gorast simply turned her attention back to the storm, leaving the girl wondering why she looked so . . . crushed. Sure, she and the Toa had finally succeeded in accomplishing their goal and defeated the Brotherhood, but really.

By then, Onua finally arrived with Gali. "Everyone, grab hold of the vehicles and pray that they're fast enough to outdistance this storm," Tahu ordered. "If they can, they may be our only hope of getting out of here alive." Once everybody got a firm grip on each aircraft the Fire Toa gave the word to go. The Jetrax, Axalara, and Rockoh flew so fast, Kit and most of the others found themselves having to hold on for all that everything was worth. She swore she felt like her arm nearly got torn out of her shoulder socket from the sudden start.

'I wonder if this is what hyper-drive in those sci-fi movies feels like,' she thought as the storm passed by in a blur as they sped toward the western wall of Karda Nui.

She overheard Pohatu asking Tahu if they should help the Makuta. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that they were trying to flee the storm, but could tell that, unless they somehow acquired superspeed powers within the next few milliseconds, they were not going to make it. Tahu's reply was to leave them to the fate they chose and keep going. "You sure about that?" Kit asked curiously. "Jaller told me it's against the Toa Code to deliberately, in any way, shape, or form, kill an enemy."

"And, he's right," the Toa of Fire confirmed. "But unfortunately, Kit, there's nothing we can do to save them now. Trying to do so would only result in the loss of the team."

The girl nodded in understanding; Tahu was right, it couldn't be helped.

The three aircraft were now going past fast, something Kit never believed, until now, was even possible. If she thought that they couldn't possibly go any faster, she was dead wrong; they were still somehow gaining more speed. That soon turned out not to be such a good thing for her—her hands were beginning to slip. She grunted and groaned as she fought to hang on. Thankfully, Takanuva noticed and grasped her wrist. Just as they were nearing the same portal in the wall that the Av-Matoran escaped through, they got rocked off course by a wave of energy. The jarring motion caused Kit to loose her hold, but the Toa of Light's grip held fast. However, once they regained control, they saw they were now heading for a solid rock wall. Worse, there was no room to maneuver toward the tunnel. "Grip-tight, everybody!" Lewa shouted. Seeing the brown of the rock rushing to meet them, Kit ducked her head and shut her eyes tight out of instinct, waiting for the fatal crash. A few seconds passed, and no crash ever came. She peeked through one eye, but saw nothing.

She finally fully opened her eyes and blinked several times; she could barely see anything. "Am I dead?" she wondered aloud.

Takanuva chuckled next to her. "No, Kit, you're not dead. None of us are. The vehicles shimmered at the last minute, with us included, so we went through the wall unharmed. Now, we're in a tunnel, looking for a way out."

Kit breathed a sigh of relief; they made it. "Brothers, I see light up ahead," Gali pointed. Kopaka, Lewa, and Pohatu piloted the vehicles towards the pinprick of light, which got larger and brighter the closer they approached. When they got through, the light of twin suns was such a shock after being in the dark, they had to cover their eyes for a minute. They hovered in the air, looking down the tunnel they just came through. No words needed to be exchanged, they were thinking of the same thing—how their adventures had come to this very point in time. It was almost hard to believe. After all of these years, the Great Spirit, Mata Nui, was finally awake.

At one point, Kit turned around, spotted something, activated her scope, and asked, "Hey, Kopaka, is that what I think it is?" The Toa of Ice turned towards his back and followed the girl's pointed finger. Far off in the distance, there was a barely visible speck on the horizon.

Using his own lens, he took a closer look and immediately recognized a familiar sight. "Metru Nui," he confirmed. They hardly dared to believe their luck. They were within the territory of the City of Legends.

Before they could head there, however, Pohatu noticed something. "Hey, what's that?" The group turned to their left to see what the Stone Toa was talking about. Before them was a black and purple portal floating in mid-air with electric-like bolts crackling inside it.

"Where'd that portal come from?" asked Takanuva.

"I don't know," Onua replied.

Suddenly, a bolt zapped out from the center of the portal and connected with Kit's chest. The girl just let out the start of a warped scream of pain before she disappeared and the bolt retreated back into the portal. Before the Toa could comprehend what just occurred, the same thing happened to Tahu. One minute the Toa of Fire was there, the next he was gone. The portal instantly started to shrink until it vanished as if it was never there. "Kit-friend! Tahu-brother!" Lewa exclaimed. The Toa stayed where they were, dumbfounded and unable to believe what just transpired and how fast it did. They couldn't even react fast enough to help their friends.

"Where'd they go?" Pohatu asked, but no one had an answer.

Gali, with an expression of worry and disbelief on her mask, called out, "Come back." But, there was no answer to her plea but empty space.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, there was someone else concerned about Kit and Tahu's whereabouts, too. In her own realm, Tehreisha's normally calm and peaceful façade was replaced with a troubled frown. During her meditation, she sensed that those two were no longer present in the Bionicle world. They were just . . . gone, without a trace. Try as she might, she couldn't sense them anywhere, and this disturbed her a great deal. It was never a good thing when a Protector went missing and she couldn't detect them. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do, being stuck where she was. So, the only thing she could think of was to expand her senses and keep them alert for any sign of the girl or Toa. 'Wherever you are, child, be strong,' she thought, hoping that, perhaps somehow, Kit could hear her. 'May the power protect you."