Ange had created too many things, the most abundant of which were seeds. With two Trees of Life on his shoulders, optimizing the seeds was simply too easy for him.
Of course, it was mainly the God of Life that did the optimization. Little Sapling was only responsible for 'growing, growing, growing—,' as it was too small to comprehend some of the more complex vocabulary.
So, when Ange pulled out a handful of seeds, Negris lost interest in probing further. With Ange's linguistic skills, explaining it clearly would take until daylight.
After donning the Chaos Sacred Armor, the Elf Chariot gained the ability to move. As all its wings unfolded and flapped, the chariot began to accelerate at a rate of ten centimeters per second.
