Success is within reach now.

　　As much as I trust Dryad, I`m not sticking around to learn the flavor a Chaos Tree can have when eaten.

　　Due to the fact that my hover throne artifact is gone, I am forced by circumstances to another method of transportation.

　　The speed is rather&

　　Slow&

　　My roots inch along the ground pulling me further into the Green Lady`s Jungle Greenhouse.

　　Various things try to eat me during my escape, and subsequently are melted.

　　However, now, I am in a bit of a bind.

　　There`s a weird fluctuation in space in front of me.

　　It almost looks like a stable teleportation portal, except it feels anything but stable.

　　Could this be a hidden route to escape?

　　Even worse, how long has this thing been here? Centuries? Millenia? Eons?Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.

　　I pity whatever`s on the other side if plants from the Green Lady`s Greenhouse have been escaping into it from time immemorial.

　　I mean, that would mean the other side could be filled with plants.

　　Plants.

　　That I`ve never seen.

　　Rustle.

　　What do you mean it could also be filled with a pit of lava, or a dragon`s gullet?

　　Have some optimism here, this is an escape, after all.

　　And not one more word of your grumbling, if she`s really a nice person then she won`t mind us leaving.

　　If she`s not, its better that we leave than find out ontop of the frying pan.

　　Stir Fry Chaos Tree is not on my menu.

　　Rustle!

　　No, I am NOT having an overreaction to meeting something greatly more powerful than myself.

　　I am having a severe preservation reaction to meeting something that casually creates Chaos Trees.

　　Chaos Tree.

　　Does that name sound like something a sane Divinity would putter around to make?

　　&Rustle&

　　Have you ever considered that the reason you are so accommodating to such a Divinity is due to what you are?

　　I mean, you are like a zillion times more suspicious than me, in fact, in some circles you are considered the voice of reason.

　　Obviously those people are idiots, yet, they do serve a purpose.

　　Don`t you find it strange you are so willing to extend the olive branch to a completely unknown entity that kidnapped us with no warning?

　　I mean, from where I`m looking that`s not the action of the kind` or benevolent` Divinity you keep claiming she is.

　　Rustle!

　　That`s a cop out, concerns that mortal minds cannot comprehend` that`s horse manure and you know it!

　　What would giving us 10 seconds to makes sure the munchkins knew about us leaving do in the long run?

　　I bet with the alarm suddenly going off, they are probably frantically searching for us right now.

　　Imagine it.

　　Two children with extremely powerful affinities to Light and Dark, a random Demonic Sword Girl, and Devon.

　　Rustle.

　　Yes! Exactly! Empires could be crumbling all because we weren`t given any chance to leave a communication!

　　Does that sound like a good` thing?

　　Not by any longshot of the Godly Gardener`s Silver Sickle it doesn`t!

　　Rustle.

　　No, the discussion is over! I`m leaping in this random wormhole to who knows where, and that`s the end of it!

　　Creeping closer with my roots I tilt myself, falling into the strange warped portal.

　　No frying pan for this Tree, no sir!