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Meanwhile, Chrysoprase is in a forest on Terra Prime, talking to what appears to be herself.

Chrysoprase: You are absolutely right. I should have come here earlier.

Whispers and rustles could be heard in reply, but only faintly.

Chrysoprase: True true.

she pauses

Chrysoprase: Well time to get up my pretties, come on up up up.

And with that, the trees groan with the strain of pulling their roots up, the sound echoing around the area. Vines and leaves quiver and writhe with this new found life in them. The whole forest in uproar, shaking and making all kinds of racket