I woke up kinda depressed. I slept badly, and when I got back on my feet all I could think of was the Followers of Divine Tree. I kept playing those stupid scenarios in my head. In some of them, I would follow Amit's advice and deal with the problem from the inside. In a few, I even allowed myself to give up to the sensations, and ended up as some sort of a king, with a harem full of gorgeous women.
Mainly, though, I dismantled the whole damn thing. Sometimes peacefully, other times blood was shed. There were also those stories, where I refused to join them, and had to deal with the problem from the outside. There usually was a lot of killing involved. Another conflict between us led to a second invasion and a terrible mess.
