"Don't come here, Miss Tylene."
Messai shielded Tylene behind her. Her hands were already tightly grabbing the hilt of the sword on her waist. She was prepared to unsheathe the sword to face her enemy head-on at any moment.
The inquisition leader walking toward Messai was emitting an intense killing intent. It was clear that the target he wanted to kill was the person standing behind Messai, the frost elf Tylene.
"Messai… the Holy Tree Enluci appeared to be very angry and disturbed."
"Holy Tree?"
Messai turned her head around and took a glance at the little sapling in Tylene's hand. It was frantically waving around its two branches.
If it had been a little kitty instead, the World Tree might be showing its fangs like someone had stolen its fish jerky. That said, the grievance between the World Tree and the Heresy Tribunal was far worse than stealing fish jerky.
"Regardless, step back first."
