Before anyone could react, a deafening swoosh filled the air, followed by an ear-splitting kaboom!
The ground trembled as a massive object crashed down on the sparky guy, splattering blood in every direction.
Tremble!!
The sound of bones crunching under the enormous weight was drowned by the gasps and screams of the onlookers.
Blood sprayed across the dirt, painting a grotesque picture of what was once a man, now reduced to a bloody smear beneath a colossal, living weapon.
The old man, who had been locked in a fierce stare with Lyerin just moments before, stood frozen, his eyes wide with disbelief.
His body was stiff, paralyzed by the realization of what had just happened.
When he finally managed to glance to his side, he saw it—a massive tree, uprooted and swung like a hammer, now drenched in the sparky guy's blood, still vibrating from the force of impact.