"The last time I locked him up he wouldn't shut up. He apparently likes to be loud and has a bunch a dao that proves it. So I will just kill him until I get some soundproofing dao for the prison."
The man nodded his head when he heard this understanding her frustration. "I have similar experiences, though they all died because they thought water or ice would stop my flames. But recently they seemed to live longer in the explosions. Maybe soon I will need to get something to uh, hey the first fruit is hatching."
Though the man called it hatching, the normal thing that occurs is the person either claws their way out of the fruit or it splits in half. There are some time metrics figured out to determined the ranking of the world tree from the fruits that hatched from it.
