And, just as she'd predicted, the giant drove his shoulder into that tree trunk. A resounding crack, and it toppled to the ground, the sweeter smell that exuded from the birch's dark sap. He had not seen nor heard where the elf had gone, and with a glace into the branches of the tree, was utterly confused about where the elf could have gone. She was not in or behind the tree, yet he saw her go towards it. Where was she...?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>