With Flight and the Blessing of the Flowing Wind working in tandem, Fia crossed the abyss and reached the foot of the Sacred Tree in almost no time.
Just as she had seen from above the royal capital, the cracked Sacred Tree was still rising out of the earth. The upper roots that had once been exposed at ground level had now climbed several hundred meters into the air, and the Sacred Tree’s pyramid-like root system was slowly being revealed. The snow-covered flowerbeds below looked as if a giant rake had plowed through them, mixing them chaotically with overturned...
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