Sanni was about to crawl into the tree hole as instructed, but suddenly paused at the entrance and asked, "Could this be a trap?" But without waiting for Barlobas's answer, he said to himself, "It shouldn't be, you have no reason to do so."
Barlobas rolled his eyes, thinking, why are you even bothering to ask?
As Sanni entered the tree hole, he felt a force pulling his body, rapidly spinning and shrinking him into a strange space.
The place looked almost exactly like the dense forest outside but on a much smaller scale, and where he came out was another withered tree, also shrunken in size.
It was like a "mirror space," and the only difference from the outside world was that beneath the ancient tree, there stood a Scarecrow Magician.
The craftsmanship of the scarecrow was terrible; its clothes were loose and saggy, its face crooked and twisted, giving off a naturally bizarre and terrifying appearance. The only normal part of it was the tall black hat it wore on its head.
