"You two," Chronos's voice was deep and carried an undeniable authority,
"Why do you approach the roots of the sacred tree?
Why are you carrying remnants of the ancient elf artifact?
Why is the World Tree, meant to be peaceful and tranquil, in turmoil because of you?"
His voice seemed to pierce through the void, each word striking heavily at the hearts of the two, like an icy hammer hitting a hard stone wall, or a sharp blade cutting into the deepest hidden doubts of the soul.
David held his breath and focused, knowing that any words of explanation at this moment needed to be carefully chosen.
He breathed steadily, transforming his most sincere yet gentle and firm thoughts into an answer: "Respected guardian, my name is David. We did not intentionally desecrate the sacred tree, nor do we covet forbidden power.
Liliana and I were merely swept into this temporal calamity, striving to protect all beings and the Star Gnomon with all our might.
