Quylla followed the life force’s movements throughout the tree’s huge body, dwelling mostly on the sacks of corrupted life force and the areas affected by the mold. Quylla knew nothing about gardening, but as a Healer, she could understand an illness just by looking at the effects it had on her patient.
Leannan was itching with curiosity, wondering why she didn’t feel anything amiss during her first visit after Erlik’s escape and why her mystical senses were still unable to sense her subject’s suffering.
’I could temporarily merge with the tree to understand what’s happening or examine the mold, but I can’t risk interfering with the little Ernas’s work.’ She thought. ’My link with the World Sapling might enhance the treehouse healing factor and erase all traces of Erlik’s experiment.’
Time passed, and when Quylla’s consciousness returned to the roots, she followed them and went deep underground. Lith had been forced to stop at that point, the mass of life force was too great and complex to follow it by using means devised to study humans.
Quylla, instead, had adapted Scanner to make it work on plant folk, so when the interference assaulted her senses, she was able to shield her mind and continue following the treehouse’s lifeforce.
"What the heck?" Quylla suddenly snapped out of her spell. Her face turned pale while huge droplets of cold sweat quickly appeared on her face.
"What’s wrong?" Lith had been on guard the whole time, yet he had no idea what could scare her so badly.
"There’s something down here. A creature so powerful that barely approaching its consciousness almost damaged my mind."
’How can a human reach out to the Sapling?’ Leannan was shocked. No one could interact with the plant folk’s ancestor without their existence being acknowledged by them and being bestowed the runes that adorned her shoulders.
"That’s it? It must be the World Sapling that fuels the treehouses." Friya’s sighed in relief, giving Leannan the plant equivalent of a heart attack.
"How do you know about the Sapling?" She asked. Its existence was supposed to be kept a secret from outsiders. The edge on her tone let the group understand that she suspected them to be spies.
Not wanting to cause a diplomatic incident, they told her the full story about their fight with the Grendel’s thrall, including its aftermath.
’By the Great Mother, my subjects are a bunch of morons!’ Leannan suddenly didn’t consider keeping the plant folk isolated from the outside world a good thing anymore.
’They are so used to freely talk about everything that they spilled the beans with humans just to satisfy their urge to mate. So much for Laruel’s secret. The silver lining is that it will make explaining things easier.’
"It might be, but that’s not all." Quylla was eager to finish her report before the details of the impressions she had experienced while using Scanner faded away in her memory.
"There’s one more sack of life force between the creature and the treehouse. Yet this isn’t just the tree’s own life force twisted beyond recognition, it belongs to an undead energy signature."
’Solus?’ Lith asked while his partner used her mana sense to probe the ground below them.
’Sorry, there are too many interferences. I can’t tell you if the energy signature of the undead sack and that of the parasite match.’
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