Ronan's eyes widened in disbelief at the shocking words that spilled from Wesley's lips. The Tree of Fate, the guardian of their planet, had fallen into slumber?
How could that even be possible?
That simply couldn't be!
Under the astonished gazes of Alec, Elizabeth, and the others, who were equally taken aback by the old elf's words, Ronan gripped Wesley's shoulders, his expression a mix of disbelief and urgency.
"What? Hadn't the Tree of Fate already recovered from the dark energy consuming it, thanks to Kyle? Then why??"
Wesley grasped his hands with a wistful smile and could only shake his head. His voice trembled as he stared at him.
"No... it's not because of dark energy... not dark energy. The Queen just contacted me. It's Enthrall... the fourth shadow general. He was on the elven planet and had harmed the Tree of Fate's core."
He sucked in a deep breath.
