Southern Darma had a full tree. Southern Darma could also recharge it by making their people use their skills on the tree again.
By all means, it seemed like falling deeper into a hole for me, but that wasn't something I had to worry about.
Once we had notified ourselves of these two points, we had to make a different plan. Quite a simple plan.
If we stepped in front of the damned borders ourselves, then we would be the ones turning into dust all thanks to the tree right now. We had to avoid that at any cost.
The thought of sending monsters after them also entered my mind, but barely any settlement had failed to kill its monsters. Only Eastern Darma even had the crazy thought of working with the hobgoblins and it was all thanks to the fact that the old man was insane.
No other settleent had the same kind of leeway with their actions.
