Chapter 132: River Battle (Part 3)
As Lycon accepted the longbow, holding his shield up with one hand, Gunnar grabbed his leather satchel from his belt. He opened the pouch, poured out a handful of tiny, brown seeds, and called on aurym. He felt a warm pulsing sensation as the spirit power swirled and coalesced in the aurstone in his left eye socket. He let it flow, willing life into the seeds in his palm. The shells split. Green shoots with spiky bristles emerged.
Gunnar grabbed an arrow and commanded the shoots to grow. They wrapped tightly around the shaft, forming a knot of green ivy just behind the broadhead.
"Give me your shield!" Gunnar shouted, and he and Lycon traded positions. He handed Lycon the arrow, adding, "I intended these little guys for use against cythraul. Not much to look at as seedlings, but full-grown-"
The man behind Gunnar screamed as one too many projectiles hit a weak point in his shield, broke through, and took him down.