Goddess Sylvia’s divine command caused the ancient looking Virelga trees to shrink in size, turning them eventually into little saplings, smaller than a gnome’s fingers. With the wooden barrier out of the way, they now had a straight path into the heart of the forest.
“My work here is done. Don’t get eaten by the trolls and do stay away from my tree house.” Having uttered her final words of warning, she transformed into a little puppy and ran deeper into the woods.
“I think you should lead the way since you know where King Johannus is hiding,” said Jake, turning to Emily.
“I was just able to catch a brief glimpse of the old King. I am not sure if I can navigate my way through this forest.” The forest floor was covered with ferns and thorny vines and the thick canopy of oak and yelen tre
