The tree in front of us was massive. The largest I had seen so far without a doubt.
I walked around it a few times, checking the bark and the visible roots. The outer layers crumbled easily, falling to the ground and covering it with a dusty powder and revealing fungi-infested wood full of holes and blackened patches whenever I scratched at it with my hands.
How is this still standing? I wondered while looking up at it. What's keeping it from collapsing? I hummed and walked to it, then tapped the trunk. Should I climb and trim the branches, then go at it from the top down? I squinted my eyes and bit my lower lip. That's going to take me too long.
"Can I help you somehow?" Lapia asked from behind.
I turned to her and nodded. "How much do you think this weighs?" I asked her, gesturing at the tree.
The Elf looked at the thing for a few seconds, walked to it, and put a hand on the trunk. "Hmm... Two thousand tonnes the lightest."
"Damn!" I blurted out.
