After four days of relentless training, Vera managed to restrain her roots, difficult it had been but in the end, the training paid off, a cluster of mental instructions that made her know her body from scratch, she doesn't know where those roots even come from, it's as if they're created inside her body with some kind of energy or whatever and then protrude, the same way a tree sprouts from a seed.
She's the seed.
"You're doing better, at least like this we can take a worry out of our shoulders." Valentine sighed and hugged his girl, truthfully, he had been frightened when he saw those roots, everything in this netherworld is a treacherous endeavour, the fact that the mahogany tree was tricking them never left his mind even once.
Fayette too sighed in relief and embraced Vera, still, she couldn't help but think of the use cases that this ability has.
