"I will go with you," she uttered, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "But you must promise that my master and Fen Fen will not be harmed."
Though her exterior radiated calm, the quiver of her lashes betrayed her inner turmoil.
As she spoke, she noticed a shift in the atmosphere—a cascade of leaves fell to the ground, as if the very flora of this realm wilted under the demon tree's oppressive presence. Surrounding creatures trembled, reduced to timid shadows, too frightened to even breathe.
The overwhelming presence radiating from the demon tree was powerful enough to instill terror in beasts believed to be strong.