Then I felt the tree speaking to me. Not… words but desires and instructions. The Soul Silverwood Tree began pulling in Mana, Mana, and more Mana. Then it grew. When it reached the same size as the tree in the world above, small buds began to grow. I could peek through the petals and saw small clusters of gems clutched within. <I see that you have succeeded,> Eternium’s voice flipped my entire mountain twice before I could get back into control, and I had to count to keep my fury at the—unintentional—assault. <How ripe are the Cores the tree has grown?>
