Chapter 75
'I can feel something else… it's like the mana in the air is trying to force its way into me. But how—and why?' Grey thought, confused yet intrigued.
The moment they emerged from the deep forest, elves began peering from their elegantly crafted homes nestled within the trees. Their gazes were fixed on Grey, who stood surrounded by the warrior elves like some peculiar anomaly.
"That path leads to our leader's palace. Let's go," the old elf said.
They walked only a few paces before stopping in front of an enormous, beautifully adorned tree that towered into the sky. A massive house had been carved into the upper levels of the tree, with shimmering runes painted across its bark in elegant elven script.
Grey tilted his head up. "How are we getting up there?"
"Like this," the old elf replied. He floated effortlessly off the ground, Damien following suit as both ascended gracefully toward the palace.
