When morning came, Mira walked into Arad's inner world to inspect the stump of Qliphoth, and what she saw was utterly terrifying. She couldn't believe that this was alive just yesterday, and that her husband was the one to leave it in this sorry state. In the middle of the rocky wastelands, and beneath the searing sun, resting in the middle of the valley was a titanic stump almost two kilometres wide and as tall as nine kilometres.
The tree clearly wasn't chopped, but torn in half horizontally across its titanic and daunting trunk. Just standing beside it made Mira rethink all of her divine power and how much power a mere sapling of a world tree would hold.
