Molten Away

The young Eisen looked at the transcended Cecaelia in front of him as it towered above him from out of the magma, the hot, molten rocks twirling around underneath it as if they were water. And then, he simply laughed, "Yeah, sorry about that, but I don't think so. I just need to get back there and check something, and then I'll leave. Nobody gets hurt, and you can continue... whatever the hell you were doing down here." While pointing at the obviously quite special tree behind the Cecaelia, Eisen spoke.

It slowly pulled one of its tentacles out of the magma and held it forward toward Eisen, who just stood still and let it happen, "You are quite a fiesty one. But sorry, that's not really how it works. You made your choice, so... Die."

As the Cecaelia spoke these threatening words, it continued lightly waving its tentacle through the air. After a few moments, Eisen looked forward and smirked, "What, you forgot what you're supposed to do to follow up such a threat?"