Not far away, Timbree's heart sank as he saw the snow falling. He knew what that meant and what would now happen in the inner void.
The Tree of No Boundaries had come to life. Suddenly Cyra Marie was mysteriously struck on the back of her head and had slumped, apparently lifeless, to the ground.
Weekland was being covered in an increasingly thick blanket of white snow while the world itself was turning to darkness.
"It has begun," declared Timbree.
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