God of Life? Lightning looked up towards Ange's head, only to see the little sapling sprawled on the edge of the pot. A single leaf swayed with the night wind, seemingly asleep.
Broken fragments of the Black Warrior scattered across the ground. Everyone pulled them together with their feet, forming a heap for crowd to gaze upon.
"Amazing! It even solidified the soul form. What tree gum is this?" Negris finally caught up and lifted a piece with her little paw, the texture feeling quite like that of a slime that's been chopped up.
Rogge also felt somewhat guilty as he squeezed a piece and said: "The power of the fruit is too terrifying; encompassing such a broad area makes it impossible to dodge. Is this the power of the War Giant Tree?"
Rogge was also a Black Warrior, there was no way he could avoid a fruit this big falling down.
A deep voice echoed in the night wind from afar, "War is upon us, you can trust the Tree People."
