813 Heroic Arms

Megara tried waving to the Tree God, but it looked like he was concentrating really hard. He was even bigger than the outside of the cabin, so it was always hard to get his attention. 

He held Mister King by the foot and whipped him down hard into the ground. Dust and dirt and leaves flew everywhere-- and there was a big hole in the yard. 

"Bork," Blackie sighed.

"Y-yeah," Megara frowned. "It probably is too late to stop them from fighting."

"GrrrrRrrrghh..." The Tree God's whole body creaked as he rotated his body. Where his heel twisted in... there was another big hole...

BOOM! Mister King was slammed down again! 

[THE ELVES.]

Boom. [ARE NOT.]

Boom. [WELCOME.]

...Boom. [IN. MY. FOREST]

Megara cupped her hands to shout, "Tree God! You're hurting him!"

[MEGARA!!!] Boom. [Good. afternoon.]

"Good afternoon!" Megara yelled back.

[Is your...] Boom. [master?]