But Jeanne had just taken a step, away from the central tree, when the twelve "Night Owl Death Knights" resting along the small river all turned their heads towards her.
The cold eyes beneath the Night Owl masks instantly lost all emotion.
They stood up, forming a circle and slowly advancing towards her, their voices gradually losing human sound, turning into a hoarse growl:
"Worship!"
"Worship the Tree of Life!"
"Worship Mother of Monsters Echidna who granted us life!"
The female knight instinctively widened her eyes, vaguely seeing that each of them had a phantom red tendril or stem connected to the back of their heads, like fruits hanging from a tree.
Yet she couldn't remember when her powerful companions fell victim, nor did she know if she herself was hit.
She couldn't help but tremble all over, horrified, retreating step by step.
Seeing them getting closer, their originally human bodies undergo mutation, gradually becoming black-red stumps resembling chunks of flesh.
