I took a deep breath, trying to ready myself for the significant amount of power that I was about to produce. Is shouldn’t have been nervous about it, but I was. The idea of everyone trekking through an unstable bridge was something of a nerve-racker. Not because I did not have the confidence that I could create a sturdy bridge for everyone-even Roman’s large statured weight to balance upon. No, it was the trees that granted me pause. As I steadily studied their movement I realized that there was no basic pattern that they conformed to. They were just swaying in erratic moves, just as the Willdebears; they were simply adjusting in quick spirts to keep from being trampled and destroyed by the extremely large beasts rampaging in their natural way through the forest. “Are we going to do