"The World Tree is focusing on closing the most direct routes leading outside while we are following a path with the most intersections. I'm keeping our options open while also making it hard for the Yggdrasill to guess where we are going."
'Epphy?' Menadion liked what she heard but didn't trust the elf.
'She's telling the truth, Mom.' Solus confirmed after probing Spare Parts' mind. 'Also, I go with Solus, now.'
'And I'm Ghar'mar Riverflow, not Spare Parts!
"Tell that to someone who- dammit!' Menadion was forced to a halt.
In their current condition, the World Tree couldn't Warp their Puppets at a moving target and control the space-compressing array at the same time. Dimensional magic required a lot of focus and the slightest mistake would have terrible consequences. Shutting the array off to perform the mental calculations required by a mass Blink slowly was also out of the question. Without the space compression, Menadion would have been free to Warp to Lith's coordinates.
She had no clue what her position inside the Yggdrasill was but all Demons shared a telepathic connection between them and with the Tiamat. The only reason Ripha had not alerted Lith of her presence was not to distract him.
What the Tree could do was to make the Puppets scattered throughout its trunk converge to the prison floor. Doors opened in the walls, ceiling, and between rooms, creating a straight line between the Puppets and their prey.
When Menadion reached the next intersection, she found a small platoon of Puppets blocking all paths.
The corridors' entrances were shrinking by the second and even a brief skirmish would slow Menadion enough for the Yggdrasill to trap her for good.
She flapped her wings with all her might, hoping that speed and shockwaves would clear her way. The Puppets used their roots to anchor themselves to the floor and merged their head- and arms-whips to form an inescapable net.
The First Ruler of the Flames found herself trapped in slithering vines that tightened their grip by the second and pulled her to the ground. Menadion could have escaped by shapeshifting but that would have meant leaving Spare Parts behind.
'Without her, I don't know where to go. I need her to save Epphy. Even worse, if the Tree has no Chroniclers left, nothing stops the Yggdrasill from imprinting her the moment her current host dies!' Menadion rearranged her shadow form and armor into a soft sphere to cushion the blow for the elf.
The impact still took the wind out of the Librarian's lungs and put Menadion on her back foot. She used her strength to untangle herself and Spare Parts from the nets just in
time for the corridors to close, leaving her no place to run.
***
Griffon Kingdom, outside the Royal Palace.
The thousand year old Roe hired to kill Kamila the moment she stepped out of the palace hadn't been informed of the Eldritches. He hadn't expected Kigan's intervention or the human woman to survive.
'Brilliant! That's why they asked me to charge at the mark with a specific angle. They anticipated I would fail to kill the woman and prepared a Spirit Steps right outside the space-compressing arrays of the palace.' He thought.
'I would feel cheated if they hadn't paid me in advance. My job is done here. Time to leave. Ughaz the Roc had received a full suit of Adamant armor for his trouble.
For a creature of his size, finding the raw materials was already hard, let alone pay a Forgemaster to turn them into a masterpiece. It was the reason Ughaz had accepted the job no questions asked.
Having a masterpiece delivered to his door was too good to be true.
And it was.
"Tell us where you sent Lady Verhen now or prepare to die!" Seven Royal Guards surrounded the Roc from every direction, their armors coursing with silver lightning. Ughaz also hadn't expected the security of the palace to be so tight. He had slowed down only because of the impact with Kigan yet that split second had been enough for the humans to catch up.
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