They both crashed to the ground in a loud thud, the tree shuddering as branches snapped and leaves scattered.
"Ouch! Ugh…" Javier groaned, rubbing his back as he sat up from the dirt.
"Cuquawked!!" Buddy let out a loud, laughing squawk, like a seagull mocking its prey.
Javier glared at him. "Damn you, Buddy. I told you, you're not a sparrow! Look at this mess! Now everything's broken, and soon someone's going to come running here because of the noise… shit."
Grumbling, he pushed himself to his feet, dusting off his clothes. He lifted his palm slowly, mana swirling faintly at his fingertips.
"Restoration."
The shattered trunk and fallen branches glowed softly, cracks sealing, bark mending, leaves reforming as if time itself reversed. Within moments, the tree stood tall again, whole and unbroken, as though nothing had happened.
Javier lowered his hand.
There. Clean. Father won't even know.
