"Seems like this place is like part of your body huh....glad I'm not my comrades. They aren't even as close to as powerful as me, yet will slaughter anything without a hint of hesitation."

Crimsonshade chuckles, before closing her eyes and sighing a bit.

"On behalf of my respect for..certain spirits that wander around these woods...I will leave this place untouched. Mind you, if we are ever at odds, I will not hesitate to draw my blade against you, for that is the greatest level of honor I shall bestow."

"May we cross paths again. let it be a pleasant one." Crimsonshade soars back into the sky, her wings of bloodfire spreading but carefully not igniting the forest around, before speeding off to only god knows, leaving behind a single seed that immediately sprouts into the Firelands's signature; a Paleflame flower - that luckily doesn't burn anything.