Night time. Luis is sitting on the roof of Xagrien's house. He is silently practicing his control over his massive nature's energy. The moon elf lord is looking pretty relaxed while feeling the comfort of the moonlight.
Luis is holding a 24-inch long log which he is using as a practice dummy.
The moon elf lord is trying to utilize raw nature's energy as a blade to cut the wood into splinters. However, the poor log can only be crushed due to his monstrous strength and unrefined control.
"Arghh!" Luis frustratedly set aside the crushed wood to a huge pile beside him. This mound is the wood powder made from the moon elf lord's failure.
It can be seen from the heaps of his errors that he is distracted. His thoughts are lingering on what he learned from Sibal and the hovering system interface.
Beast tide.
The horde of root crawlers.
Changes in the environment.
Eliminate the source.
