Earlier, Dindora was the leading individual in the pursuit.
Her bloodline as the War Dryad, allowed her to boost the powers of those—who followed her and made her a literal natural disaster inside a forest. Anything she touches becomes a lethal weapon and everything about the forest listens to her will.
Breaking the branches the minion stepped on, controlling vines, and even stimulating deadly plants to hinder the minion's path. It was only due to luck that the minion was able to flee—it was purely because of luck.
Naturally, the minion was frustrated.
It wouldn't have been such a hard time fleeing had it not for Dindora.
On top of that, the still-bleeding scratches across its body were because of her.
Each painful throb was a reminder of the one who caused this.
Linthia slowly backed away, keeping Nadia right behind her as the minion bared its fangs.
