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Muttering a powerful spell, Shandris raised her hand, full of greenish magic, into the air. [color=0BA535]"Begone, foul beast! Return to the earth from whence you came!"[/color] She shouted, directing the hundreds of branches and roots towards the beast with a wave of her arm.

Whilst she was expecting her magic to be powerful—of course, why wouldn't it be—Shandris, however, hadn't expected it to be [i]that[/i] powerful. A great tree rose before them, and the very ground shook from the core. [color=0ba535]"Aha! Nature returns once again to this rotten world!"[/color] She announced, laughing with fervor as whiskers began to sprout from her cheeks.

[color=0ba535][i]Interesting,[/i][/color] Shandris thought, rubbing one of the newly sprouted whiskers between her fingers. But a sudden growth of facial whiskers was of no current matter; the great tree Yggdrasil stood before the druid—her very own flesh and blood! Or maybe it was wood and water? She wasn't some philosopher or something like that, after all.

However, as much as she wanted to bask in her glory right now, there were still more pressing issues at hand. Almost all of her fellow "villains" had disappeared, and the ground had begun to shift, giving way underneath the castle. Smirking, Shandris thought to use this to her advantage, deliberately chosing to leave the others to their own fate as her eyes began to glow a greenish hue once again. [color=yellow]Pointing her magic towards the castle with a manical laugh, she sought to entwine Yggdrasil's roots within the building's foundation.[/color] Not only would this save the castle from total collapse if she could pull it off, but this way there certainly wouldn't be any way her rivals could remove the tree without suffering the consequences of nature's wrath!