The Tenth Blood Sigil

The trio rushed out of the portal, finally entering Barren Canyon.

They scanned their surroundings, noting the vast, desolate land. Sparse, twisted trees stood like eerie sentinels, their bark pale and brittle, untouched by time.

"So, this is Master's home?" Jisvruul muttered.

Jisvruul, I'll be passing you a few things. Help me plant them all over.

Without hesitation, Jisvruul opened his maw, his throat widening unnaturally. From deep inside, Yur dropped a series of saplings into his stomach.

A moment later, Jisvruul vomited them out, his saliva dripping over the dozens of Mother Tree saplings that now lay on the barren ground.

Have Velmira plant these all over.

Jisvruul turned to Velmira, pointing at the slimy saplings. "You, plant these."

Velmira's lip curled in distaste. "Why me?" She crossed her arms. "Why don't you do it?"