But how the hell is that possible.
Haven't they been corrupted by the endless darkness of this evil land.
And aren't they being controlled by the stupid evil tree.
Aven murmured, shock evident on his face.
Various thoughts emerged his mind, he couldn't seem to understand how that is possible.
After all he didn't really think this trees that seemed to be the source of light, the little source of light left of this land, he didn't really think they had what it takes to resist the soul enthrallment of the evil tree.
Or could it be that since darkness cannot exist without light.
And since they are the little source of darkness of this land.
Then they are able to resist the enthrallment.
Aven murmured, but this didn't seem to stop the source of light, the trees making way for him.
It seemed that they had heard his calls and where making way to help out.
Arriving before Aven.
The tree leafs made a gesture of sort.
