"So, now…"
Lynsandra whipped her hand out, revealing her claws. She stood in the middle of the forest pathway, the corners of her mouth hooked into a smirk until her eyes squinted.
In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from her spot, and slashes appeared across the trees in her path. The next second, countless trees tipped over with clean cuts through their trunks.
Meanwhile, Severin, who was somewhere along the shore, paused and turned toward the commotion deep in the forest. He blinked as birds scattered into the sky and the tops of trees began to fall.
"…"
Last night was a failure.
So now, they were going to make her a boat.
Lynsandra briefly watched him gather the wood he had cut and carry an axe with him. After it took him a few minutes to bring down just one tree, she told him she would bring the wood instead.
