And so, day came to a close, and gave way to night. Hura and Kumanu went their separate ways, returning to their homes to sleep. And so did all the others of Kongero Nui. Even the most adventure hungry of Matoran found themselves resting and going about their days, almost as normal, until the day finally arrived.
[Center][h3][sup]1,300 AE, Morning of the Red Star Festival[/sup][/h3][/Center]