Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.
The horrible jaw was tearing the roots apart while Wain was gradually moving forward. He ripped through layer upon layer until he reached the last of it, the thickest roots even a Dragon could not penetrate as it took several attacks to do so.
The energy of his jaw had already run out, but Wain didn't worry he just with a calm look stepped forward, plunging the tip of his sword into the center of the last barrier.
Hundreds of massive splinters flew aside, some colliding with Wain's face, but they just bounced aside, unable to wound him.
"Here we go..." Wain passed through the last barrier as he saw the seed that seemed to tremble with fear of imminent death.
Virion tried to protect the seed using more energy, but it was unsuccessful. The only one who could change the situation was Death Phantom, but he just stood there as if he didn't want his fight to be hindered by any roots.
Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.
