RPG on the Portal.

...suddenly the oak spoke:
-Perhaps you are right... But I feel that in the great battle, you will side with the demons. So let the flames of Urgash consume me - but it will consume you even sooner! You have a chance to save yourself - but it all depends only on you!... Something tells me that you will not use it. Therefore, farewell!
Having spoken its prophecy, the tree fell silent... You understand that there is nothing more for you to do here...