"Hahaha! Die, you damn green skin! How dare you challenge mighty Bilabo!"
"Bilabo, you idiot, although I understand you're excited to have such an enviable ability, can you stop waving your arms around like a headless fly? You have almost cut my stomach just now!"
A tall, muscular man with a long red beard stopped a foolish-looking, black-haired guy whose arms had turned into shiny steel blades. They were so sharp they could cut through anything in their path like butter, even the high-quality iron armour worn by the barbarians.
"Don't be a coward, Uncle Hong. Haven't you also awakened the power to control those weird tree roots? Compared to them, my little ability to turn my body parts into sharp blades is nothing. After all, I still have to get close to the enemy to kill them, but you just have to wave your hand, and your roots do all the work."
"Hey, you two, why have you stopped?" Suddenly a shout came from on top of them.
