Calen stared at Lydia.
"...Is there a reason why?"
"Sure there is, the fucker was infected by Blight, and I don't want to have a Withered on my hands."
He looked at the wooden auditorium.
"Should we move him somewhere else then? Those seats are already pretty banged up, but I doubt you want to completely destroy this room."
Vinifer made an upwards motion with his hand, and a giant green tendril grasped the dead elder to move him into the empty area.
The action combined with the total lack of giant vegetation - despite the fact that a fight between multiple druids just taken place - made Calen question something.
"If all of you can control plants, how come you don't use that power during combat?" He asked, as he started to destroy the body of the former Elder.
"We do sometimes, but our recent match ups weren't all that great." Lydia shrugged.
"How so?"
