"Argh!" Guren groaned in pain.
His body was bound to a tree by thick, powerful roots that wrapped tightly around him. He struggled to move his arms, but it was useless.
The roots were far too strong—he couldn't even budge an inch.
Meanwhile, Zelda floated in the air, hovering just twenty meters away.
She stared coldly at Guren in his pitiful state, showing not a shred of sympathy.
Her eyes burned with hatred and rage. Because of Guren, the Evil God's consciousness had escaped and ravaged the Forest of Eternal Silence—the place they called home.
Thankfully, the protective barrier shielded their land from complete destruction. Still, the damage caused by the Evil God's presence was far too severe to be forgiven.
"This is the end for you, Guren!" Zelda shouted.
She raised her right hand high. Instantly, a thick root burst from the sand and wrapped around Guren's body again.
With her left hand, she extended her arm and began whispering in Elven—chanting a powerful spell.
