Eirwen unleashed her domain across the trembling grove while the Royal Collector tore through the ancient soil.
Twelve jade shards sank deep into the living earth, transforming every surviving root into an active conduit of The Forest Remembers.
Rather than repelling the colossal impacts, the subterranean network absorbed and stored every ounce of physical devastation.
Shattered boughs, scorched trunks, and dimensional lacerations entered the retaliatory matrix through Eirwen's spiritual pathways.
"Keep it touching the ground!" she cried out, her emerald eyes blazing with botanical fury.
"The orchard cannot answer anything that severs contact with its roots!" she shouted, her voice trembling with exertion.
"I have it pinned!" he yelled back, his five rings roaring as the burning chain bit deep into the creature's waist.
Loccy slammed both palms into the Collector's breastplate, driving one of its talons beneath the churned turf.
