"Morbius?!"
"I thought he was dead?!"
"What does that fucker want with the tree?!"
There was a loud chorus, all the elders exclaimed at the mention of the demon's name.
It was only to be expected as Morbius had been a recurring thorn in their flesh, and an especially slimy one at that.
Everytime they clashed with him, he always found a way to escape before they could kill or seal him.
"He has been instructed to make sure that we don't revive the tree." Yggros' voice spoke up, silencing all the complaining elders.
"Why does he want to prevent the revival, wouldn't it affect them too?" Armand, who had already returned to his original form, asked.
"That's what I thought too, but he also spoke about the Demon king having a plan to use the tree to rule the world." Yggros responded.
"How do they plan to do that?" Banqui inquired, a worried expression written all over his face.
