Azrynn leaned forward, her eyes fixed on Proserpine.
"What happened afterward?"
The queen remained silent for several seconds, seemingly weighing how much she should reveal. Eventually, she let out a quiet sigh.
"After the Dark Elves were expelled from the World Tree, their connection with the spirits gradually weakened. At first, we assumed it was a natural consequence of their separation from the elves. After all, the contracts between our races had always relied on mutual trust and a certain degree of spiritual compatibility."
She paused, her golden eyes settling on Azrynn.
"But as time passed, something far stranger began to happen. The spirits who encountered the Dark Elves started experiencing unusual reactions. Some became frightened and fled without explanation. Others grew hostile, while a few seemed unable to sense their presence at all."
Azrynn's expression stiffened.
"Unable to sense us? But you can see me perfectly fine."
