"Arlok!"
Ruvian's voice rose above the deafening chaos.
"Crack the ground open below that thing!"
Arlok slid to a stop, boots carving shallow furrows across the dirt as he stared at Ruvian in confusion.
"Huh? What do you mean!?"
Not far away, Yerin and Shima caught the order as well.
Both of them spared Ruvian a brief, puzzled glance — unable to understand what he was planning, before their attention snapped back to the Bloodvine as another wave of thick roots surged toward them.
"Just do it!" Ruvian shouted.
Arlok blinked, then gave a carefree shrug.
"Ha, sure. Whatever you say!"
Without another question, he bent his knees and jumped high into the sky. The ground almost seemed relieved to be free of his weight as his powerful legs launched him nearly five meters into the air.
