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- Something stopped her from speaking. She couldn’t put her finger on what exactly, but it felt…familiar. Instinctively, she looked up, looked around. Standing on a balcony, across a green swath from Vitu-Ghazi, was a tiny figure—a small woman—surrounded by swirling green magic. No, bursting with green magic. She was unmistakably Nissa Revane.
- Nissa’s power manifested as a green cyclone, which swirled away from her, spinning not toward the Eternals, but toward Vitu-Ghazi. The world-tree seemed to suck the cyclone in—and then the world-tree started to move. Roots ripped free of the ground, dislodging the Eternals hacking away at them; the Dreadhorde now seemed like tiny fleas as the tree rose and stood erect. Branches became arms and hands. Trunks and roots became massive and powerful legs as Vitu-Ghazi took its first steps. The sacred tree had become a living, walking and stomping elemental, over a hundred feet tall, with buildings and archways still attached, looking and acting like armor for this new gargantuan guardian that had entered the fray and was fast triumphing.
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- War of the Spark, Chapter 22
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