The Druid's cave was even more suitable for living than the Manu Clan's sanctuary. The environment was cool but not damp, with fragments of plants protruding from the soil that refreshed the air of the enclosed area. Some night-blooming flowers with a luminescent glow served as illumination, making Susanna's silhouette visible three meters away.
The sound of their footsteps was the only noise, the silence of their leader influencing both Lyle and Irason.
The journey forward was not very long, but the monotonous scenery gave the illusion of a never-ending path. It wasn't until an unusual emerald light came into view that their rigid thoughts began to stir. The Emerald Dragon in its dragon form lay there, coiled into a ball in the midst of a curtain of hanging roots, with the tips of the roots touching the dragon scales and glowing green at the point of contact.
Susanna gestured with her arm, and the roots in front parted to either side, clearing a path for them.