'No, I will not be dismissed.' Wispvine said for the fifth time as I tried my best to get a handle on the situation. Sure, the immediate threat of the Walkers had been eliminated, but now the thousands of Elves would know the summon who effectively destroyed their homeworld was here.
'Look, I'm all for growing things, you know that. And I appreciate how you've helped me, but I'm not even sure how tangible this world is. Everything we see is part of an enormous battlefield, spanning who knows how many sub realms. Plus, there's no telling when Dio might strike again, erasing anything you've created.'
