Reign and the others stood in awe of the scene before them. The Verdant Behemoth, a being of immense power and wisdom, sat peacefully next to the mysterious tree, its presence calming yet awe-inspiring. They could sense that this encounter was significant, that there was more to this meeting than met the eye.
Slowly, they approached the Behemoth, their movements cautious yet determined. The creature regarded them with a calm gaze, its eyes filled with a wisdom that seemed to transcend its mere being.
"You … you called us here, didn't you?" Reign asked the Behemoth that was still calmly sitting and staring at them.
The Behemoth regarded him for a moment before nodding, a deep rumble emanating from its chest. It seemed to understand Reign, to understand speech but was not capable of talking.
