Since Greya came herself, Angel no longer obstructed, stopped "AFKing," and gradually concealed himself in the air.
Thud thud thud—
Huge sounds echoed incessantly.
To Greya, it was the sound of her clamorous heartbeat.
To the Treant, it was the sound of an approaching formidable enemy, its eyes stained with dread as it looked to the source. Only to see a huge shadow, not smaller than itself, appearing in the distant woods, twisting wildly, crashing one giant tree after another, heading towards it.
"Who is it? Dream Plant Fairy? Or a creature of doom mentioned by the Mother Tree's dream?" The Treant posed a defensive stance; at this moment, it didn't have time to care about the surrounding strange creatures, a vigilant glint flashed through its golden tree eyes.
As the footsteps drew nearer, the Treant finally saw the true face of the gigantic shadow.
It seemed to be a Treant wearing a purple dress!
Treant!
