Chapter 93 - Chapter 93: Investigation: Forensic Data

The tremors would not stop. The primary bough of Elarwyn's Hanging Fields, once an unyielding fortress of ancient wood, now felt like a living creature shivering in a cold, existential terror. The sound of the tree's distress—a heavy, deep creak-crack that resonated from the very heartwood—echoed through the city like a funeral knell. Leaves that had only recently regained their vibrant emerald luster were now shriveling, falling one by one like dry, ashen tears into the lightless abyss of the lower levels.