In the garden stood the elegant frost willow, solitary yet majestic, akin to a gentle giant gracefully inhaling the surrounding air without disturbance.
The tiny snow crystals adorning its branches glistened as sunlight refracted through them.
Some might mistake it as a beautiful scene until you realise the reason why it was standing alone.
The willow was not alone because the other plants decided not to encroach on its space.
It was alone because no other plants dared to intrude on its space.
In the battle of survival that ensued nearby, the frost willow emerged victorious, defeating anything and everything that stood in its way.
As the victor, it was its rightful reward to occupy the land where it stood.
'My spirit energy can be extended up to eighteen meters with the amount I have. Would eighteen meters be enough to get out of the attack range of the frost willow?'
Aru pondered while gazing at the eerily beautiful tree.