The Scaled World Tree
The main branch was green in colour, while the smaller branches were faint blue. As for the leaves, they were shining with brown light, easy to notice, not hard to guess its origin for William.
Yet the latter couldn't even believe himself when he spotted and recognised this leaf. "No way!" he turned around, moved his eyes all over the dust cloud that surrounded him, and couldn't help but place the entire ruined city and what he saw in his mind.
When William reached a conclusion about the origin of this leaf, he didn't stand in his place for another second. In fact, what he had in mind was something grand, something that he had to make sure of before jumping to any more conclusions.
So, he started to dash around, stacking attacks one on top of another. The previous idea of trying to make a run out of here as soon as he could vanished. And right now, all he wanted to do was to keep attacking, keep expanding this hole, until he'd reach the deep bottom.