Chapter 28: Rheton

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Cazzlyn was right. There was in fact a problem.

"How did this happen?" he muttered to himself as he took in the scenery around him. The trees on this newly discovered side were black and dry. They were dying, or already dead. Rheton sniffed the air. Smoke.

Cazzlyn reached to touch the bark of one of the charred trees. She shrieked.

Rheton turned his head to the sound of her shriek. "What is it?" She pointed to the melting center of the tree she had just touched.

He touched the tree closest to him and watched curiously as it turned into its lively green and brown self again.

Cazzlyn grumbled to the side of him. "Mr. plant healer, or whatever they named you at your perfect home,"

Rheton had to grind his teeth to suppress his happy comment to that. She was such a bundle of joy!

A white paper fell from the sky and landed in between them with a graceful fall. There were nicescribbles of writing over it. The edge of the paper had burnt edges.

Dear quest go ers,

Welcome to the second part of your quest. This is the forest of ignite. It once was a beautiful crisp forest flowing with tigers, lions, any big cat you could possibly dream of. Macas, cockatoos, and many more species of parrots and birds. As well as chimpanzees, apes, and monkeys! This beautiful forest was tragically burnt by one of the legendary pyroes. Which may accompany you throughout your journey. But if you read the previous letter carefully, you should be with your areolas (or chloroes) acquaintance. Please stay away from the fiery pyro, and help rejuvenate this forest. You have one week. The time is ticking.

Tik tok, Tik Tok.

Sincerely, unknown.

Cazzlyn picked it up from his hands and skimmed over the letter. "The objective for this part of the quest is to just heal and rejuvenate the forest?" her white hair fell into her face, her dark green eyes sticking out beneath them. "Seems easy enough," she smiled slightly. "Come on, plant boy! Show off those powers of yours. This is your time to shine," Another letter fell directly onto her outstretched hand.

"Dear Cazzlyn Epps,

You have to cooperate with the breeze for the boy to heal the trees. Work together, windstorm. There will be consequences without helping Rheton Seyword. Good luck.

Sincerely, unknown." she read with shaking hands. "Windstorm," her eyes glazed over, but she quickly recovered by shaking her head furiously.

Rheton eyed her warily and watched in horror as her eyes glazed over and she screamed for help. 

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