Quash used his boots to slide the dirt off to the side. He couldn't find where to strike otherwise. After the dirt was moved out of the way, he felt Natural Energy leaking from a section of the wall.
He brought the pickaxe up, ready to swing it like a cricket bat. He didn't have any experience with a pickaxe, but with the help of his Precision Skill, he could learn fast.
Before he struck, he loosened his wrist so that the shock from the impact won't dislocate his shoulder joint. He just needed to create momentum with a downward swing, then leave the rest to nature.
Quash took a deep breath. He enhanced his whole body, then slowly channeled Aura through the fragile circuits of the pickaxe, being careful not to burst the pathing with too much energy. He was not in a hurry.
