The fire continued to spread amongst the trees.
The Tree Clones tried to move, tried to scatter away from the flames, but fire didn't care. It simply consumed whatever fuel it could reach, and in a forest packed with hundreds of wooden bodies pressed closely together, there was fuel everywhere.
Moon and Selene didn't hold back. Knowing every tree was an enemy, they continued to fan the flames, directing wind currents to carry sparks and embers to new targets, feeding the fire with continuous streams of wind.
The forest began to scream. Not necessarily with voices, but with the sound of bark crackles, burning wood and the terrible groaning of timber being consumed from within. It was a symphony of destruction, and Moon and Selene conducted it.
Notifications began flooding Moon's vision:
[You have killed a level 24 Rotten Pine Clone]
[You have gained 0 Lives]
[You have killed a level 24 Rotten Pine Clone]
[You have gained 0 Lives]
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[You have killed a level 25 Rotten Pine]
