What he experienced in the first hours of his working day at the mine was enough to anger the big student of the Fifteenth Ward. When faced with the threat of death for the second time in a row, he had chosen to attack instead of retreating, and this automatic response would save them from significant distress.
"Hit, Hit, go ahead!"
"Come on, gentlemen! Let's work a little too!"
"Die, you little bitches!"
Sam was the last to speak, and when he imitated his muscular friend, the other two students started laughing, but the pickaxes into which they had transferred their Elemental Energies continued to work. The disciple who used the earth element and first attacked the Nature Essence assimilated crystals within them took a step back. He was enjoying his belated smile as he watched his friends smash the colorless stones with their pickaxes.
