Unless Tamara had gone mad, no, even if Tamara had gone mad, Roger wouldn't retreat a single step.
He stood at the doorway, watching as everyone left.
It wasn't long before the surroundings echoed with clear, song-like chants.
It was the Language of Nature.
The leaves rustled around him, all the plants straining eagerly, and because of Goway, Roger also had a high Perception Ability for nature.
The sound grew louder, and green Energy converged, forming a massive torrent of energy that ultimately gathered at the spire before being poured into the ground!
Green energy swirled around, and Roger heard a rustling sound behind him. Just as he was about to look back, he heard Goway's low shout:
"Don't move!"
Her voice was tense, seemingly very nervous.
The energy surged, and red pollen appeared within the green energy. Roger knew the roses placed in the pool had bloomed.
