Leander rolled to the side, as the spider leg went down where he had once stood. The ground cracked, the soil shifting. And it reveled stone under it.
The blonde healer had no time to think about the meaning and implications behind a stone floor under the soil. He was too busy creating the biggest stone golem he had ever created.
All the extra mana that Belle had given him had run out by the time he had created the lower half. And, seeing as Belle was now living in the forest by the farm, he couldn't take more mana out of her.
He took out the hourglass and turned it around so that the sand could recharge. To take in all the residue mana in the air and turn it into its own.
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