Chapter 228: Empty Shelves
The morning sun illuminated the utter destruction of the courtyard.
The heavy stone flagstones were completely gone. The massive, thick roots of the World Tree had shattered them into powder. The high perimeter walls of the private villa were fractured and groaning under the pressure.
A massive canopy of glowing emerald leaves stretched over the estate. The towering tree was now easily visible from three districts away.
Draven stood near the silver trunk. He stared up at the canopy.
He was watching the small, tightly closed green bud resting between the upper branches. It had not changed. It was still silently gestating the newborn spirit.
FLAP.
Astraxion finally descended from the morning sky. The neon-purple Void Dragon had refused to land all night.
The dragon did not land in the branches. It dropped onto a thick, exposed root near Draven's boots.
