Whoooooooosh.
Wain like a dark flash was heading toward a massive tree with an unusual aura. The tree was indescribably large, much larger than the one in the Forgotten Forest of Elves, so Wain had hundreds of miles to cover before he got there.
'Damn... I thought I could do this on my own, but it looks like I'll need help...' Wain muttered inwardly as he stopped in the middle of the jungle, between several hills.
His aura intensified as a golden spark appeared in his eyes. Wain was ready to use the sixth form, but suddenly his pupils narrowed as a dark sword appeared in his hand.
Crackle.
A shadow appeared in front of him as two massive fists rained down on him from top to bottom, intending to bury him beneath the ground.
Wain blocked the attack and jumped aside as the shadow did the same.
