Leon's POV
We finally made it to the Great Forest. The trees were even taller than I had imagined.
"Wait, Leon," Artemis said.
Oh, right. The forest was protected by its inhabitants, which meant there were guardians watching us right now. The moment I stepped into the forest, I'd probably be attacked.
"Dryads," Artemis addressed them with authority. "I am the Princess of the Elven Kingdom. I implore you to open the door to the Great Forest for me. I must return home."
Suddenly, a colossal tree stirred. These were no ordinary trees. Rising nearly fifty meters high, they radiated an ancient, ominous presence. Some of them lumbered with deliberate, earth-shaking steps — unmistakably Treants, the towering guardians of the forest.
