With Emery's current power level, tier 1 spells were of no worry to him at all. Besides, it was one of the spells Emery had the most experience with, so he could tell the strength of the spell by monitoring the flow of spirit force within the vines.
The spellcasting speed was also slow and the root's movements were nothing to write home about, but Emery was unwilling to show off his cards right away. He casually jumped up and landed right as the root passed his feet.
Two more roots approached him from the side, attempting to trap him in a pincer formation. Their movements curved every so often to catch him off guard.
Still, too slow.
Woosh!
Emery did a few side steps and gracefully dodged the incoming roots.
The prince looked at Emery's movements with surprise. As a precaution, he pulled his sword from its scabbard and prepared his sword stance.
"He is very agile… he must be an assassin!"
