The beastman leader looked away, his voice breaking. "We're desperate. Without the tree, our strength is normal. We need its power to survive down here. The tree feeds on blood, but we can't control its hunger anymore… We tried to stop, but it's too late now."
Kent let out a slow breath, his sharp gaze scanning the crimson-stained tree, the smell of blood lingering in the air. The situation was far more complex than he'd initially thought.
"I'll deal with the village head. But first, this ends. No more sacrifices. No more blood." Kent said finally, his voice steady and filled with resolve.
The beastman leader's eyes widened, his furred brow creased with confusion. "End it? How? We've tried… but nothing works. The tree is cursed with hunger. It's beyond us."
Kent cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing in the hollow chamber. A grim smile tugged at his lips. "Leave the tree to me."
