Thus far, the shard is behaving, at least as far as anyone could feasibly tell. The growth continues, accelerating almost exponentially by the second, and before too long there are patches of flowers, seemingly fully-matured and blooming shrubs, and even several trees that, in their own time, would be at least ten years old by the look of them.
Yet still Sina persists, either unaware or uncaring that the job is beyond done. Flowers bloom continuously around them at a supernatural rate, every stem aglow with her magic.