The ANG have the local take them to the high-spire turaga house.
"'Ello!" It is a... jovial turaga of ice...? That's strange, especially for a le-matoran village.
"We are the Atero-Nui Guard... blah blah blah... your koro was under swift-attack by Makuta's Rahkshi! We fended off first-wave, but we would like to quick-set a Hau here to block quick-traveling rahkshi. We ask your permission."
"'Ello!" It is a... jovial turaga of ice...? That's strange, especially for a le-matoran village.
"We are the Atero-Nui Guard... blah blah blah... your koro was under swift-attack by Makuta's Rahkshi! We fended off first-wave, but we would like to quick-set a Hau here to block quick-traveling rahkshi. We ask your permission."
"Hmm! Yes, go ahead. Rahkshi in even this village... this is troubling."
"We are the Atero-Nui Guard... blah blah blah... your koro was under swift-attack by Makuta's Rahkshi! We fended off first-wave, but we would like to quick-set a Hau here to block quick-traveling rahkshi. We ask your permission."
"Hmm! Yes, go ahead. Rahkshi in even this village... this is troubling."
They Suletu'd a message to Ako-Metru, requesting powerful Hau generators.
Soon, engineers teleported over with the necessary equipment.
The shadows in the area grow slightly darker. Mind reading is utilized secretly to discern the inhabitants of this establishment and surrounding area. The area is mapped by radar.
Every villager receives a strange mental message. There are not so much words as a feeling. A feeling of hope, peace and plenty, and most of all of longing. They feel as if this is the solution to their hard and stressful lives. Images of a grand city, luscious forests, and beautiful tilled earth flash by. And then it all ends, and it is replaced with a single word. It only crosses each mind once, but it is thought again and again after it is gone.