Dante approached slowly, his eyes taking in every detail of the tree. He could feel the power flowing through the air, a natural and pure energy that seemed as vast as the world itself—well, in theory, it was the world itself.
"Fey..." he finally managed to speak, still processing the grandeur of what he was seeing. "This... is unbelievable. You are... this."
She smiled softly, her bare feet touching the ground near the roots. "This is my original body, the true World Tree that sustains the entire planet. All the natural energy you feel... comes from here. I am the guardian of balance, and this tree is my oldest physical form, the first existence of the planet," she said with a gentle smile, not resembling the woman he had met weeks ago when the demonic invasion began, and Lyrianna had been kidnapped.
