The warning from the World Tree lingered in John's mind.
**Beware... the False Heart.**
The glowing leaf had long since dissolved into particles of golden light, yet its message refused to fade. Every instinct told him the World Tree had not spent the last of its strength on meaningless words.
There was something waiting beneath its roots.
Something beyond Cassian.
Something even the ancient tree feared.
John tightened his claws.
"We keep moving."
His voice remained calm despite the chaos surrounding them.
"The answer is beneath the World Tree."
Aerion nodded.
"Agreed."
Lythriel spun her spear once before resting it on her shoulder.
"Then let's stop sightseeing."
Sylvara couldn't help but smile.
"You call this sightseeing?"
Lythriel gestured toward the floating islands collapsing around them.
"I've seen worse vacations."
John chuckled softly.
Even now, she found a way to lighten the mood.
It reminded everyone they were still alive.
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