The Greenhilt family sword appeared in Roy's hands, wreathed in green energy like flames that cast shadows in sharp relief across the cage and its inhabitants. Roy felt a faint wrench, unlike the last time he'd used this power -- but never mind that. They had no time to worry. He slashed the sword downwards through the bars of the cage, cutting through the wood and vines like butter despite his lack of a true swing.
The whole contraption shuddered and began to slide, but Roy jammed his sword into the ground and held on with a grip that couldn't be called iron, because iron was too weak. The others could escape through the sea just fine, he figured, while he kept the attention of the apes.
Which he certainly had. A coconut shot through the air and slammed into his thigh. He didn't so much as flinch.
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Pwok!
The Greenhilt family sword appeared in Roy's hands, wreathed in green energy like flames that cast shadows in sharp relief across the cage and its inhabitants. Roy felt a faint wrench, unlike the last time he'd used this power -- but never mind that. They had no time to worry. He slashed the sword downwards through the bars of the cage, cutting through the wood and vines like butter despite his lack of a true swing.
The whole contraption shuddered and began to slide, but Roy jammed his sword into the ground and held on with a grip that couldn't be called iron, because iron was too weak. The others could escape through the sea just fine, he figured, while he kept the attention of the apes.
Which he certainly had. A coconut shot through the air and slammed into his thigh. He didn't so much as flinch.
"Go!"