Following the instructions of the bow, he sat down cross-legged near the center of the grove, almost directly over where they could feel the mana presence, and closed his eyes.
Then, he extended his palms, open skyward, above his knees, and concentrated on his own mana.
Alex was the first to feel the change in the air when Rì-Chū first channelled his power into a concentrated ball of mana, shooting it like a small missile toward one of the trees.
He stood there, surprised, as the missile impacted the tree, making a metallic sound, almost like a string being plucked on an instrument.
More missiles fired from Rì-Chū's hands, hitting different trees in quick succession, and it became clear what he was doing.
A melody rose in the clearing, following the impacts of each mana missile, and a tune rapidly became apparent in these sounds. He was producing music with magic and trees.
