It took another year from that point before a tiny fruit grew on the 50-meter-tall bone tree. Surprisingly though, the fruit seemed like it was nothing special.
From afar, the Seamstress noticed his actions, smiling as she shook her head, muttering to herself, "This guy…"
Krune carefully plucked the fruit, noticing the tree begin to wilt immediately like wet grass dropped in the middle of the desert. He judged that it would finish wilting within an hour at this pace. He could also hear the rock pillar rumbling as a result as it began to destabilize.
Krune hurriedly returned, also not forgetting the sever the rope bridge connecting to it. He didn't want the crumbling rock pillar to hit the other rock pillars because of this rope bridge, which was stretched completely taut.
