Trish's voice held an unmistakable surprise: "You've successfully undergone bloodline modulation?"
She remembered that the last time she saw Ailan, she was just an ordinary forest spirit. Though she had gained some intelligence, her form was still more plant-like, far from humanoid.
Now, the elegant female figure before her completely overturned her preconceived notions of tree spirits.
Ailan smiled faintly, her smile both gentle and slightly proud:
"Yes, Miss Trish. Thanks to my master's bloodline modulation techniques, I have been able to restore myself to a form akin to our ancient ancestors."
Trish looked at Ron again with a newfound seriousness, having to reassess the capabilities and talents of her peer:
"Your bloodline modulation skills are indeed well-deserved. To modulate an ordinary tree spirit to this extent is nearly at the level of a professional modulator."
Having an official wizard as a master, her knowledge was quite extensive.
