"What do you mean corrupt?" The elven queen asked heavily, straightening her posture.
"They had been feeding it with the blood—the blood of all living creatures—performing some sort of ritual on it." Instead of going into details, Noah simply gave them vague information: "Before they could achieve their evil intentions, I made sure the world tree did not harm anything or anyone else."
A heavy silence filled the chambers; many wanted to speak—to yell at Noah—but the queen's words kept them from speaking.
"I barely know anything about the people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and launched an attack on the empire. We—me and my husband—were aware of the fact that there was some unrest in the elves, but no one had ever thought something like this would happen." As she spoke about her husband, the queen's voice cracked with heavy emotions, but she held herself before her people.
