Meanwhile, at the core of the Sacred Forest, Sophie suddenly stepped forward
Aelira blocked her path. "You cannot go."
"It's in pain." Sophie's voice was soft, but every elf around her could hear the emotions she was struggling to suppress.
"I know."
"Then why won't you let me go?"
"Because the enemy has already activated the northwestern altar. If you go there now, you will be walking directly into an area they prepared in advance."
Sophie stared at her. The light within her golden green pupils was no longer warm. It was brighter and colder.
"But it's calling me."
Aelira fell silent. The World Tree had called out to Sophie of its own accord, and this was no longer merely an internal war of the elven race.
"Sophie," Aelira said in a lowered voice. "You still don't know what you're capable of."
"Maybe I don't," Sophie said. "But I know it needs me now."
The moment she finished speaking, she stepped forward again.
Aelira was about to stop her.
Boom!
