Looking a little displeased, Paul was forced to use an ability on a nest spore.
The ability was far too powerful for such a low level creature, it felt even a little embarrassing to use it, it felt wrong. It would be like Jay using an unstable tooth spell against an ant.
Energy coursed through his hands and into his weapon.
His deep blue cloud spear began to radiate with energy, appearing like it was fuzzy for a moment - then suddenly four other copies of it appeared in the air, floating around it.
The spears all seemed to be possessed, having minds of their own as they all began to wreak havoc on the poor wooden furnace. Slashing and thrusting recklessly, each of them were chaotic, as chaotic as the green energy within the helpless elemental they were destroying.
For the nest spore, it was simply too much damage to cope with - and much too fast.