Iris threw red smoke at the tree and jumped back. She took a deep breath and saw if the tree didn't move at all, the red smoke hit the branch and started to burn.
Is she wrong?
Iris asked herself, could she be wrong? But he felt something moving around her neck earlier.
"The tree is moving?" asked Alita nervously. "Moving alone or because of the wind?"
Alita feels the breeze that continues to blow towards them. She tries to think positively so as not to be afraid.
"I think …." Iris's words were cut off. The Witch placed her hand on the mud and again felt that the roots below were moving. "This!"
"What? What did you find?" Yuxie asked urgently.
"Say it quickly, Iris!"
"Dryad Race!" Yuxie shouted, at once the trees that had been motionless in their place began to move in unison. Tree roots from the ground rose, trying to catch them.
