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Chapter 151: Four Sisters · Oct 31, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Four Sisters 2026-10-31
152 Chapter 152: There. See? You found something worse than the Rot 2026-10-31
153 Chapter 153: We leaving you with your bad face (Guess what cub said that) 2026-10-31
154 Chapter 154: Oh my God 2026-10-31
155 Chapter 155: Ugh. Ugh. Baby heavy. Miko tired 2026-10-31
156 Chapter 156: The Babies Moved 2026-10-31
157 Chapter 157: Blood Ritual 2026-10-31
158 Chapter 158: The giant just courted your female 2026-10-31
159 Chapter 159: My babies are getting too heavy 2026-10-31
160 Chapter 160: Someone Is Watching Ironwood 2026-10-31
161 Chapter 161: I’m also your baby 2026-10-31
162 Chapter 162: Why is everyone attacking me today? 2026-10-31
163 Chapter 163: If you behave like a lone survivor again, I will tie you to your sleeping mat 2026-10-31
164 Chapter 164: Twin daughters 2026-10-31
165 Chapter 165: Mama says we were cuter when we could not talk 2026-10-31
166 Chapter 166: Ancient subterranean mimic species 2026-10-31
167 Chapter 167: The Water Broke 2026-10-31
168 Chapter 168: I’m having babies 2026-10-31
169 Chapter 169: SOREN, YOU WHITE-SCALED BASTARD! 2026-10-31
170 Chapter 170: I liked that rack 2026-10-31
171 Chapter 171: Mama is going to be angry 2026-10-31
172 Chapter 172: Snake babies 2026-10-31
173 Chapter 173: Why is Swanly alone? 2026-10-31
174 Chapter 174: Can we see Mama? 2026-10-31
175 Chapter 175: Tiny Sisters, Tiny Fangs 2026-10-31
176 Chapter 176: Three Minutes to Live 2026-10-31
177 Chapter 177: Why do you always start with me? 2026-10-31
178 Chapter 178: I would rather die than betray my people 2026-10-31
179 Chapter 179: Do not suddenly grow a conscience because everyone is looking 2026-10-31
180 Chapter 180: What exactly are you talking about? 2026-10-31
181 Chapter 181: The Night Swanly Lost Her Innocence 2026-10-31
182 Chapter 182: You made your males hurt me because you knew I wouldn’t speak 2026-10-31
183 Chapter 183: Hello 2026-10-31
184 Chapter 184: Do not touch the arrow! 2026-10-31
185 Chapter 185: Her Last Three Gifts 2026-10-31
186 Chapter 186: Although I remain available for future children 2026-10-31
187 Chapter 187: Talkative prince 2026-10-31
188 Chapter 188: Ancient creatures have terrible eating habits 2026-10-31
189 Chapter 189: What did he do? 2026-10-31
190 Chapter 190: I want a daughter too 2026-10-31
191 Chapter 191: hide-and-feed-the-postpartum-fox 2026-10-31
192 Chapter 192: A missing toof 2026-10-31
193 Chapter 193: DEER PAPA! DON’T LOTH MY TOOF! 2026-10-31
194 Chapter 194: Snake Papa Is A Bully 1 2026-10-31
195 Chapter 195: Snake Papa Is A Bully 2 2026-10-31
196 Chapter 196: DEER PAPAAAA! DON’T LOTH MY TOOF! 2026-10-31
197 Chapter 197: Miko made it fall out! 2026-10-31
198 Chapter 198: Snake babies were monsters 2026-10-31
199 Chapter 199: Did you just copy me? 2026-10-31
200 Chapter 200: She poisoned someone 2026-10-31

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Four Sisters

Thalara’s central eye slowly opened.

Swanly stood several steps behind her.

The spring whispered softly between the stones.

Beyond them, Ironwood was still awake.

Fires burned brighter than usual.

Warriors guarded the walls.

Nobody trusted the forest anymore.

Not after the Veskari.

Not after what they had done to Thalara.

Swanly folded her arms.

”Let’s have a conversation.”

Thalara looked away.

”No.”

Swanly blinked.

”That was quick.”

”You should sleep.”

”I’ve been told that approximately twenty times today.”

”You are carrying young.”

”And somehow being pregnant has not cured my ability to ask questions.”

Thalara’s roots shifted.

”Swanly.”

”No.”

Swanly walked closer.

”You hid the moment those creatures arrived.”

Silence.

”They knew your name.”

Nothing.

”They knew exactly how to force you out of the ground.”

Thalara’s jaw tightened.

”They called you an old friend.”

One pale root curled violently around a stone.

”And you told them they should have remained dead.”

Still nothing.

Swanly stared at her.

Then sighed.

”Thalara, I defended you today without knowing what the hell I was defending you from.”

That finally made her look up.

Swanly’s voice softened.

”You have saved my children.”

Thalara went still.

”You’ve saved people here more than once. You nearly destroyed yourself helping Soren. You could have left us behind a hundred times.”

Swanly crouched beside her.

”So I am not asking because I think you are secretly waiting to stab us in our sleep.”

A pause.

”I am asking because something is happening.”

Thalara’s forehead eye lowered.

”Ancient creatures are waking.”

Swanly continued.

”The Veskari somehow survived.”

A root curled tighter.

”There is a sealed door beneath Ironwood that scares Druun.”

Thalara’s face changed slightly.

”And those creatures came here searching for something.”

Swanly stared directly at her.

”I need to know enough to keep my family alive.”

Silence stretched between them.

Then Thalara whispered:

”I do not know enough.”

Swanly frowned.

”What?”

Thalara looked toward the water.

”That is the truth you keep refusing to believe.”

”I believe you hide things.”

”I do.”

”At least you’re honest about that.”

”But there are things I cannot tell you...”

Her voice dropped.

”...because I do not know them myself.”

That took some of Swanly’s anger away.

Thalara touched the earth beside her.

Roots emerged beneath her fingers.

Tiny.

White.

Almost delicate.

”For a very long time, there were four of us.”

Swanly sat down properly.

She did not interrupt.

Thalara stared at the roots.

”My sisters and me.”

Four tiny stems pushed through the earth.

The first grew green.

The second trembled beneath an invisible wind.

The third hardened until it resembled stone.

The fourth pulsed faintly red beneath its skin.

Swanly’s eyes widened.

”Four.”

Thalara nodded.

”I was called the Root-Eyed Mother.”

She touched the first stem.

”I shaped roots. Forests. Medicines. Living things that grew from earth.”

The second stem bent.

”My sister Vaelith ruled the skies.”

A faint spark crawled over its leaves.

”Storms. Wind. vibration. Lightning.”

Swanly thought immediately of six glowing wings.

”The Veskari.”

Thalara looked at her.

”Yes.”

”You created them?”

”No.”

A strange sadness entered Thalara’s face.

”Vaelith did.”

The stem trembled.

”The first Veskari were hers.”

Swanly went quiet.

Thalara touched the third.

”Morvara belonged to what rested beneath our feet.”

The soil around the stem hardened.

”Stone. Pressure. Deep metal. Creatures too large for ordinary lands.”

Swanly’s head slowly turned toward the distant silhouette of Druun.

Thalara noticed.

”I do not know whether she created him.”

”But she could have.”

”Yes.”

That was somehow worse.

Thalara’s fingers moved to the last stem.

For several seconds she did not touch it.

Then:

”Elyssara.”

The red glow beneath the stem brightened.

”Blood.”

Swanly’s stomach tightened.

”Change. Healing. Adaptation. The ability of living bodies to survive what should kill them.”

”Regeneration?”

”Yes.”

Thalara smiled.

Small.

Broken.

”She always hated when creatures suffered.”

Her fingertips brushed the red stem.

”She would change them so they could survive cold. Hunger. Poison. Broken bodies.”

Swanly stared.

”She sounds kind.”

”She was.”

Was.

Swanly caught it.

She said nothing.

Thalara looked at all four little plants.

”We did not rule one another.”

Her voice softened.

”We argued.”

Swanly almost smiled.

”Of course.”

”Vaelith thought everything should have wings.”

”That sounds inconvenient.”

Thalara’s lips twitched.

”Morvara once threatened to bury an entire flock because they nested in one of her mountains.”

Swanly laughed quietly.

”And Elyssara?”

”She fed everything.”

”Everything?”

”Everything.”

For the first time, Thalara actually smiled.

”She created a predator that could swallow her whole and spent three days following it because she feared it had not eaten enough.”

Swanly stared at her.

Then laughed.

”That sounds familiar.”

Thalara’s forehead eye shifted toward the cub shelter.

Swanly immediately understood.

”Miko would absolutely try to feed something trying to eat him.”

”He already attempts to lick danger.”

”That too.”

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

The world almost felt normal.

Then Thalara’s smile disappeared.

Swanly saw it happen.

”What changed?”

The roots beneath Thalara went still.

”Others came.”

”Who?”

”I do not know what they called themselves in the end.”

Swanly frowned.

”You knew them?”

”We knew many beings.”

Thalara’s voice became distant.

”Some worshipped us. Some feared us. Some wanted what we could create.”

Her claws slowly sank into the soil.

”And some decided creation belonged to whoever could control the creator.”

Swanly’s stomach turned.

”They imprisoned you.”

”Yes.”

”All four?”

”Eventually.”

Thalara’s voice barely moved.

”They learned separately we could resist them.”

The four stems began twisting toward one another.

”So they brought us together.”

Swanly watched.

”They thought if one sister could create something extraordinary...”

The roots intertwined.

”...then four could create miracles.”

The green stem touched the red one.

The stone stem wrapped around both.

Lightning jumped between them.

Thalara flinched.

”They forced our powers together.”

Swanly’s face changed.

Thalara’s voice became quieter.

”They took Elyssara’s blood.”

The red stem darkened.

”Vaelith’s storm.”

Blue light crawled over it.

”Morvara’s deep power.”

The soil beneath it cracked.

”And my life.”

The green leaves began turning black.

Swanly stopped breathing.

”They put all of it inside living creatures.”

The stems started rotting.

Not dying.

Changing.

Black veins crawled through them.

”They wanted bodies that healed forever.”

Thalara stared at the corrupted plants.

”Creatures that adapted to every wound.”

One leaf twitched.

”Soldiers that could survive poison.”

Another split open.

”Flesh that continued moving after death should have taken it.”

Swanly felt cold.

”The infection.”

Thalara nodded.

”We did not understand what they had made.”

Her voice cracked.

”Not until it bit something.”

The corrupted plant jerked.

Swanly instinctively moved back.

Thalara closed her fist.

Every stem collapsed into dust.

”The first creature changed.”

Her forehead eye shimmered.

”Then another.”

Swanly whispered:

”The Rot.”

”Yes.”

The word came out like a confession.

Swanly stared at her.

”So you caused it.”

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