In the blink of an eye, the duo found themselves back in the Silver Lunar Elf Tribe.
The sight before Sebastian's eyes left him momentarily stunned.
Merely days had passed since his departure, yet the changes in the tribe were staggering.
The once verdant expanse of the tribe now bore little resemblance to its former vitality.
The mountains' plants were withered and yellow, an encompassing silence hanging heavily in the air.
The central lake, previously crystal clear, was now tainted and murky.
Atop the great Tree of Life, there were now patches of yellowing leaves.
The entire atmosphere in the Silver Lunar Elf Tribe was perceptibly chillier.
"For ages, it's been the Tree of Life that regulated our climate, blessing our tribe with an eternal spring. But with the drop in temperature and the appearance of withered leaves, it's clear that the tree is suffering from a mana deficiency," Luna explained.
