The root shook Arad. Jack rushed to explode it, but a root grasped his hand. "Jack, wait! The magic around here is different." Aella called him.
CREEK! The ground started shaking as a hole emerged in the ceiling. A root staircase reached all the way to the surface.
Jack sighed, "Are you the fairy he talked about?" Jack glared at the root. It let go of his hand, nodding.
Jack walked toward Lydia, picking her on his back. "Let's go outside. Arad needs to rest a bit."
Aella and Mira tried to carry Arad, but they couldn't. The only one who could carry him was the fairy's roots. They walked out until they reached the forest.
"Let's set camp here and wait for Arad to wake up. We can't carry him to the city like this." Aella put her backpack down and started preparing for the camp.
