The fragments of the stone immediately turned into diets and enveloped Urraina's body, finally sending her to the place she was supposed to go all along.
Drakūrfloa. The home of Draconians. Yerbanora has too little power over her own domain to name it and Yggdrasil decided Asgard was a good name.
Urraina was immediately teleported into a giant tree grove that somehow only had one species of tree, a platinum-colored one. "Woah, this is kinda like that giant cashew tree grove where the vines eventually grow into trees! This must be Yggardael then tho- wait what holy fuck is that a choir of screaming skeletons in a cage and... now I get it. I get what Yggdrasil means by a sadistic tree. I can see it poking and doing things to them, Ugh!" Urraina shivers from fear and disgust but mostly fear.
"So uh.. guess I should call it so I can know what it wants with me." "YGGARDAEL!!! YOUR GUEST IS HERE!!!" She yells at the top of her lungs, almost like a roar to attract the tree's attention. It did, but it still kept torturing the skeletons.
{Oh, isn't it my own new assistant? Come up here and enjoy the wonderful screams of my own little skeletons I kidnapped from the undertale universe. Surprisingly pleasant.}
"No thank you... also what do you mean by assistant? Is is the working kind or the OTHER kind? I really hope it's the working kind."
{Huegegege! It's the working kind! I need you to go collect some new entities for my collection, but first! A new outfit since that one makes you look like a cave woman.}
Urraina suddenly is showered in leaves and her clothes is changed to a tank top (with bra) with elbow gloves, and a skirt with thigh-high socks and some adidas sneakers.
{Wonderful! Now, cold resistance, heat resistance, and reality tearing, my favorite!}
The platinum tree twists one of its branches tightly and three fruits pop out in the colors of antifreeze blue, hazmat yellow, and a balsam-pear looking dark blue fruit.
{Eat up now! I need you to get up and buffed before I get tired of these voices. If you want to know, the ones I'm tired of get sold off to the draconians in the metropolis.}
Urraina quickly grabbed the fruits and ate them, not wanting to experience what Yggardael being annoyed is like.
{So, the job I want you to do is to go to the Undertale multiverse and grab me a underfell sans. Here, a few more things since I don't want you to die on your first mission. A watch to contact me, a storage bag to store souls if I request them in the future, and a candybomb just in case any of the goopy skeleton's children or the star sanses go after you. Toodaloo!}
Urraina was stunned as the said items immediately appeared on her body with the candybomb being inserted on a belt that appeared as well on her waist.
"WAIT! Undertale, right? Is it the direct AU or is it one of the fanfics?" {Either or. Now put your claws together, knuckles touching, and imagine you going into a snowy forest with a skeleton in a red, fluffy jacket sleeping in a wooden stand about 18meters away. That is underfell sans. Take him and come back here and I'll give you a reward~}
"Umm, okay?" Urraina did what the tree told her, and opened a rift in where the exact scene was happening. She nervously looked back to the waving tree and looked forwards again, into the snowy forest to fish her first job.
Tree talks!
Yerbanora: You just wanted another collector to help you with your already large collection, didn't you?
Yggardael: Of course! I'm too busy managing them all. The blue manipulator, the yellow traitor, the red mask of toughness, when they break it sounds all too sweet so I eventually forget to switch them out.
Yggdrasil: Ya sure ya didn't accidentally "break" em mentally with all the torture?
Yggardael: Details, details.