The vulture had me pinned against the wall, two talons holding me down.
I had my hand on my spear but could barely move it with the paralysis poison disabling all my movement.
It looked like the vulture was going to take its time killing me for some reason so I took advantage of that.
I hastily applied my aether into the arm holding the spear and the spear itself.
My arm was able to move itself again but I still pretended like it couldn't move.
The spear on the other hand went through another transformation. Where before it looked like a natural spear carved from a tree now it looked as if Mother Nature had personally made it herself.
Two strands of wood were cooled together to hold what looked like a platinum spear tip that was fused again with the twain that held it together in its actual form.