IC: (Pirok, Invisible & Proditor) "Well, back to Matau. I'm sure he's going to be really happy to see us again. I can imagine the conversation already: Hello, Matau, it's us again! In case you can't remember, we just brought a murderous lunatic you banished 400 years ago to you, and now, we're going to ask you about a temple that probably doesn't even exist! No, I think it should just be you that go." Pirok said. Invisible was watching the group from the shadows. A temple of Faith... he thought. And others... I wonder what my master will think of that... Proditor, after running around with no idea where he was going for a short while, saw the Matoran heading down-tree. Hey. My Tree-Speak is coming back to me already.He followed him, but when he reached the bottom there was no sign of the Matoran. He noticed that the group of Toa he had been with earlier was standing nearby."Have you seen a green Le-Matoran?" "Well, Proditor, you've done a great job of narrowing that down." "Fine then. Have you seen a completely green Le-Matoran, with a Hau?" "Now that is much more specific. In answer to your question, no." Invisible knew the Toa of Air would find him soon, so he started moving backwards, slowly, but tripped on a twig. Curse this Matoran form. Proditor, hearing a rustling from the trees, ran over, before emerging victorious a few seconds later with an unconscious Matoran."Er... I heard you were heading to Matau. Can I bring him this?" Proditor asked. "I didn't do much to him. He was like this when I found him, honest. Just a little less... er... unconscious..."