Angel crossed the Dream Bridge and returned to reality from the Wilderness of Dreams.
As his thoughts regained control, he felt light and shadows flickering vaguely in front of him.
Angel hazily opened his eyes and saw that a tall yellow-leaf oak tree had grown beside him at some point. The gentle sunlight penetrated the dense leaves, casting a dappled shadow on his face.
The light and shadow flickering he felt earlier were the effect of the wind blowing through the leaves.
When did a tree grow here? Angel yawned as he sat up, pondering the origin of this tree.
"Did you enjoy my sun chair?" A lazy female voice sounded beside him.
Angel turned his head and saw Greya sitting on the window ledge of the Mana Hut, raising her eyebrows at him.
By this time, Greya had already reverted to her original form from the earlier flamboyant Meat Mountain Demon King image, indicating that her conversation with Lydia had concluded.
