As the small bee-like creature's energy converged on the oak tree, a brilliant light emitted from its form.
The ground trembled, and Fray's gaze remained locked on the tree as its sturdy form began to splinter.
With a deafening crack, the massive oak collapsed to the ground, its roots upturned.
Fray stood there, his heart pounding, his breath held as he awaited the next revelation.
But to his surprise, nothing changed. The surroundings remained the same.
The only notable change was the innkeeper, who approached Fray with a smile on his face, clapping slowly.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"You've done it, my dear guest," the innkeeper congratulated. "You've defeated your first challenge. Now, please, follow me."
Fray's gaze flickered between the innkeeper and the fallen tree, a mixture of confusion and anticipation swirling within him.
With a nod, he motioned for Lisa, Aslan, and Lysander to join him as they followed the innkeeper.