As his words faded, the Dark Gold Flying Sword suddenly accelerated!
It transformed into a zigzagging, flashing bolt of dark gold lightning, weaving rapidly through the dense forest of earth spikes.
POP! POP! POP!
A series of soft pops followed in its wake.
The stalagmites shattered under the Flying Sword's assault.
Muriyas frowned, a tide of irritation rising within him. He began to chant a short, arcane Spell.
The ground's tremors intensified. Innumerable motes of earthen light rose from the fractured ground, rapidly converging and compressing in front of him. They formed three fist-sized Earth Source Cores that pulsed with a heart-stopping energy!
The Source Cores rotated slowly, locking onto the Flying Sword, then shot toward Murphy at high speed!
However, the Flying Sword was faster!
It became a straight Golden Thread, piercing directly toward the three Source Cores!
