*crash...*
With the usual sound of a massive tree falling down onto the ground, sticks and stones got thrown up into the air as the force of the impact almost made the ground vibrate underneath our feet. The base of the trunk itself was riddled with holes, ones that know I caused as I held my smoking pistols aloft. And while it looked absolutely horrid when looking at it from that angle, the rest of the tree looked relatively unharmed.
Well, relatively was the wrong term, but I'd still count having a few pockmarks on the wood to be a win.
"So, uhh.... I guess that worked?" I let out an awkward laugh. "It doesn't look too damaged. We'll just have to somehow repeat this two more times and then we're done."
Beside me, Guidance scoffed, her hands on her hips as she shook her head at me. "That was highly inefficient, you know. I really had to heal you twice just to chop a tree. Twice!"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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