Book 6, Chapter 128

Change

As the battle approached, Richard communicated his decision to the tree of life. It was currently the weakest it had ever been, riddled with so many injuries that it couldn’t conjure up its cervitaur form. Even their thought communication was rather rudimentary, comprised more of ideas than anything else.

“You can have everyone leave, I will hold them back for a few hours,” the tree said calmly.

However, Richard shook his head, “Surrender, we don’t need the extra time.”

“But…” the tree hesitated.

Richard knew its problem: as a tree from a primary plane, it stood equal to the world tree of the Forest Plane. Bowing to an inferior being was humiliating. However, he continued to persuade it, “Survive, and I’ll be back very soon. My troops are...