The Three-Eyed Raven still had some people under his command, and Su Ming intended to pack them all up and take them with him.
Calling them people was not entirely accurate, though. The Children of the Forest numbered fewer than two hundred now. Their greater number of helpers were animals like ravens, goats, squirrels, and wild boars.
If he was recruiting a Druid, he naturally had to take along his animal companions. A Greenseer viewed the creatures of nature in a completely different way from Deathstroke.
Whenever Su Ming saw an animal, his first thought was whether it could be eaten. It was practically instinct.
When a Greenseer saw an animal, however, the first thing he thought of was communicating with it, learning about its inner journey, and seeing whether they could become friends.
Su Ming had already acted forcefully enough while recruiting this last Greenseer. Leaf was still angry even now, so he needed to be a little gentler from here on and give them some power of choice.
Brynden, however, was very calm. He gripped a Weirwood root hanging from the ceiling and used a special spell to convey some instructions. Then he stood at the head of the bridge with lingering attachment, staring into the darkness of the Abyss with his single eye, as though he wanted to remember the sound of the river.
All sorts of hurried noises came from the distant caverns. The road paved with bones crackled beneath trampling feet. The followers were probably packing their things.
All the Children of the Forest had entered the caves and begun gathering up their belongings from the storerooms.
The tattered little fur blankets they used in winter had to come with them. The tough dried meat they had saved up for so long had to come