Fia quickly finished her ice dessert, quietly slipped the wooden spoon from earlier into her spatial backpack, and headed with Claire toward the spot where a crowd had gathered not far away.
People were surrounding a tree.
The trunk was so thick it would take three or four grown men to encircle it, and it stood at least twenty or thirty meters tall, its canopy stretching across both sides of the street.
It looked like a giant tree carved from emerald, lush and dripping with green.
Both the trunk and the gnarled roots snaking across the pavement glowed with...
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