Lucien didn't get the time to properly react—neither did any of the monsters. Immediately, the trees began rolling forward under the crushing force of the two titans; their demise was already sealed.
They rolled, and the world came apart.
The ancient Palebranch trees—some as wide as houses, their pale bark gleaming like bone in the filtered light—began to topple in a cascading wave of destruction. The first massive trunk slammed into the forest floor with a thunderous crack that split the air, sending tremors through the earth that Lucien felt in his bones. Then another crashed down, and another, each impact creating a deafening symphony of splintering wood and groaning timber.
