Aurora walked forward and stopped beside her. "Are you okay, child?"
The tree nymph immediately stood up, wiped away her tears, and bowed toward Aurora. "Thank you, goddess," she said, her voice filled with appreciation.
It was clear she had overheard the conversation between Aurora and Zale.
"Gather everyone in the orchard. I want to speak with them," Aurora instructed.
The tree nymph glanced at the numerous armoured figures lying on the ground in the distance, a look of understanding flashing in her eyes. She nodded quickly and ran excitedly into the forest to call the rest of her sisters. She sensed that today was the day they would finally gain their freedom.
Aurora watched her go, her lips curving into a smile.
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Within a vast hall of smooth stone supported by four large, thick pillars, the walls were lined with crimson-glowing volcanic tendrils that warmed the atmosphere. Yet, cool air still permeated the environment.
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