The appearance of Vert startled the recently healed pangolin and the peacocks, which had just regrown some of their feathers. They scrambled behind the white tiger to complain about Vert's misdeeds.
As the first creature to enter the space, Vert was understandably proud. When the white tiger cub let out a roar, Vert didn't hesitate to vibrate its abdomen in warning, preparing for a fight.
Just then, Flora Bloom suddenly appeared between them, and both sides immediately calmed down.
The brand the space placed upon them was absolute, seared deep into their very souls. They could not disobey or resist Flora Bloom's commands, or the space itself would obliterate them.
Of course, no creature branded upon entering the space would ever betray or resist; they felt a soul-deep obedience toward its owner.
Even if Flora Bloom were to kill them, they would not resist.
