"Why did you stop me?" Truen asked when the party was finally regrouped. "Did you find anything?"
Zero nodded and passed the fragile note from the bottle to Bob and Truen to read. At the same time, he explained the ecosystem in the reclaimed swampland.
"If you defeated the dark tree ent, the rest of the dark faes would disperse and cause havoc elsewhere. It wouldn't be good for anyone."
Bob frowned at the handwriting. "I don't understand what it says."
Truen didn't understand the language either, and Zero blinked. "It's a map of where Pocky is stuck in and a plea for help. Sure, he might be slightly terrible at drawing, but surely you can tell from the signature cute otter whiskers here and the distressed expression, right?"
