Using the shadows cast by the towering trees and the trees' branches partially covering the sun's rays, I silently made my way toward the area.
Climbing up a tree next to the misplaced leaf, I peered again through the forest, finding even more signs of a disturbance.
While no footprints were left behind, I could see parts of the ground barely less elevated than others, indicating that pressure had recently been placed on that area.
Jumping from branch to branch, I followed the path of the uneven area until the signs finally became clearer.
Now clear footsteps were left in the ground, and the leaves were scattered about, indicating they no longer cared about hiding their presence.
What had changed? Were they in a rush now?
The attack on the World Tree was tomorrow, so what were they doing now?
Speeding up, I manifested a blood-red and night-black wing on my right shoulder before raising my right hand.
