Moon's mana flared, another [Ignite] forming above his palm before the light had even fully died. The fireball expanded rapidly, casting harsh orange light across the twisted pines.
But this time, Moon wasn't looking at the forest around them. He was looking at the notifications that had appeared in his vision.
[You have killed a level 24 Rotten Pine Clone] [You have gained 0 Lives]
[You have killed a level 24 Rotten Pine Clone] [You have gained 0 Lives]
[You have killed a level 24 Rotten Pine Clone] [You have gained 0 Lives]
Multiple tree clones that had been caught in his fireball's explosion, incinerated before they could move away completely.
The trees were the enemy. They weren't just any enemy too, they had clones. All hostile entities that had been standing perfectly still, pretending to be nothing more than ordinary forest growth.
"Prepare to fight, there are lots of clones around us."
