Nagus came silently, surprisingly quiet, as a thin root emerged out of the void, silently growing into an unremarkable Tree Herder just chest high.
If it weren't for the Monarch's mind enveloping the area, plus the void around was empty and open, any small obstacles would easily make one overlook it.
Who would notice a tree growing behind a wall?
"I knew it." The Monarch muttered under his breath. With such an ability, Nagustai could easily enter and exit any place; how could a mere Spiritual Locking Contract possibly confine it?
After growing into a Tree Herder, Nagustai twisted and walked over, mimicking the Tree Herder's posture perfectly, yet moving at unimaginable speed, twisting its waist and swooshing several kilometers in an instant, reaching the Monarch in two or three moves.
The Monarch's mind swept back and forth across it, observing for a while, then suddenly said, "You're not Little Tree."
