Dana lowered his head and looked down, and his heart immediately tightened.
The lizardman mages below were no longer visible.
He said in surprise, "I can't even see those lizardmen below anymore."
Ang raised his head and looked at the gradually expanding view around them. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he said softly, "According to those lizardman mages, we've climbed less than a fifth of the way."
Dana raised his brows, a flicker of worry flashing through his eyes. "If we really fall, are we done for?"
Linya turned to glance at him, her voice calm but carrying a trace of concern. "If you really fall, of course it'll be dangerous, so you'd better be careful."
Hearing that, Dana's heartbeat quickened. He looked at Linya with some envy and teased, "Linya's still the best. Climbing trees is as easy as walking on level ground for you."
Linya smiled lightly, seemingly unconcerned. She merely nodded slightly in agreement.
Second by second, the three of them continued climbing upward with great care. The wind and trunk constantly scraped against their bodies, and they could feel the pulse and vitality radiating from this ancient giant tree.
Suddenly, Dana stopped and said quietly, "Ang, why hasn't the sky changed at all after we've climbed for so long?"
Only then did Ang notice that although quite some time had passed, the sky remained as bright as it had been at the start. Clouds and mist drifted about as though time had never passed.
Linya frowned as well and said thoughtfully, "It really does seem that way. Nothing has changed."
A thought struck Ang. He slowed down and circled the giant trunk once, carefully observing the surroundings.
As a result, he discovered that no matter which direction he went, the sky before him