The honesty in Lith's voice was the only reason Vladion answered with words instead of curses.
'Until the plague, I was born and lived in Jiera whereas the Tree was here on Garlen. I was too busy and had too many limitations during daylight to cross the ocean just in the hope to find their Fringe, get inside, and somehow obtain a branch.
'Very few people get their hands on Yggdrasil wood every century and when they do, they enchant it their own way. Not only getting one would require me to find and kill them, but I'd also end up with something that doesn't fit me.'
'Doesn't Baba Yaga reset your stuff with Creation Magic if you ask her?' Lith was flabbergasted.
'Of course not. Just like Salaark, right?'
'Yep.' Lith replied a bit too fast and due to the mind link, Vladion could almost feel the blatant lie.
