Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Wain's aura grew to its limit as he stepped forward. The ground beneath him cracked and his silhouette blurred. A moment later, he was in front of the roots with a sword full of energy as he with an ice-cold look rained the sword down on the roots.
Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.
Last time it had left only a small scratch on the root, but now, the sharp blade went through the entire very thick root with ease. Wain felt how sturdy it was as a wave of recoil ran through his body, but he wasn't going to stop there.
"Fine, that's what it takes. I can definitely handle this artifact with this strength, but I'm a little short on speed." Wain muttered in a calm voice before stepping forward.
Whoooooooooosh.
