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"YOU'RE FAMILY IS NICE,” Ladi said as she sat twirling herself in the seat beside Ebere. His small room was decorated with all of his passions: dangling science projects and half put together technologies. He'd cleared his desk to make room for the tree and his chemicals.
"Thanks," Ebere said. He placed a special pair of glasses over his eyes that enlarged them.
"What do those do?" Ladi asked.
"They make it so I can see down to the cellular level. This tree is amazing."
"What do you mean?" She moved closer, her hand on the hilt of her sword. She'd have to stop him if he tried to destroy the tree.
He slipped off the glasses and handed them to Ladi.
"Oh,” Ladi said and slipped on the contraption then stared at the tree leaves.
"See how the cellular membranes are shifting?"
"Yes,
