The Healers, Leannan included, kept working on the infected treehouses. Their role in Erlik’s plan was still a mystery, hence they had no counter for it.
"The sacks have been placed near all the plant equivalents of major arteries, so my hypothesis is that Erlik wanted to make sure that even if he was forced to release them during the day, the natural flow of lymph would quickly spread them throughout the treehouses.
"Draugr tissues are paralyzed during the day, after all." Quylla said. It was the same conclusion Solus had come to, but neither of them understood the point of such a move. freēwebnovel.com
The sun had just completely set and the research teams were about to call it a day when suddenly, a small quake made the orderly placed crystal cases jingle against each other.
"Are quakes frequent in Laruel?" She asked.
"We don’t have quakes." Leannan explained. "The power of the Sapling protects the city from them. Between its control over the ground and its roots, the Sapling is able to disperse most of their energy."
"Your Majesty, the usurper has just walked inside the Main Hall and demands you to surrender Laruel to him." Norlorm the Changeling said.
"How nice of him." Leannan sneered, taking her communication amulet out of her dimensional item and calling to arms all the Sovereigns from the other plant cities.
"How did he get there?" Undead were banned from using Warps, so the Titania was expecting that to make such a bold move, the enemy believed that his plan was already complete.
"He walked." Norlorm repeated. "Erlik and his followers stormed the gates, killing a few guards and forcing the others to retreat."
’Either he still can’t use dimensional magic or he’s just pretending not being able to keep the element of surprise.’ Leannan thought. ’We’ll see who’s playing his cards closer to the chest.’
Leannan Warped to the castle built inside the World Sapling itself. It was a sequoia that had reached over 200 meters of height (657 feet) with a tree trunk larger than the whole village of Lutia.
Lith’s group had never noticed it because the smaller trees that covered Laruel’s sky with their foliage also blocked the view of the Sapling, making it look like a taller building in the distance.
The spaces needed for the daily activities of Leannan’s court were negligible compared to the size of the tree. The Titania chose the castle lobby as her arrival point, to check the damages and have enough space to organize her troops before the conflict began.
Now their roles were reversed. Erlik probably wanted to finish things before dawn came, whereas Leannan had no rush. She was confident of being able to take care of the Draugr by herself, but she was not conceited.
Just like her enemy had done until that day, she was going to stall for time before making her move. The scene that appeared in front of the Sovereign and the mages from the three great Countries that had accompanied her was baffling.
Judging by the number of withered vines, saplings, and flowers, Leannan could tell that the number of casualties on her side was about a dozen. They had all been plant folks, not Fae, so Erlik didn’t face much resistance.
What troubled the Sovereign and her companions, was the sight of the double doors of the castle broken. Even though they were 5 meters (16.4 feet) tall, weighing several hundred kilos each, they were almost torn off their hinges.
There was a hole where the lock was supposed to be, so big that the first thought everyone had was that a giant had punched the door open.
"Who did this?" Leannan asked Norlorm.
"A Grendel, Your Majesty. A real Grendel, like those of the legends." The poor Changeling quaked in his boots at the memory, making his whole body squeak like an old chair.
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