Monica is Scared

Glenn sighed in relief after all of the crystal had melted. Merlin's body had slowly regained its heat while he continued to pour the power from his Tree of Life. It was draining him with so much mana that he had to take four vials of mana replenishment tonic.

"This has to he the most annoying powers ever," John growled. "I want to take my movement back but I can't. Damn it!"

Monica stepped forward, taking out her sword from its scabbard that was on her back. "You are nothing but a grave digger. You're nothing."

John could not move his body. He was trying to wriggle out of the trance but it was useless, he was unable to move whatsoever.

"Tree of Life," Glenn whispered and suddenly, a giant tree erected from behind John. The moment it shed its light onto him, the shackles of Monica's skill was broken.

Her eyes reverted back to their natural brown color as she gasped in awe, seeing the tree made entirely of white light. "Impossible. What is this?"