Savior merely nodded, already sprinting back to where Willow stood, staring at him with curious eyes. Leonidas didn't stare back…more like he couldn't.
Root was right in front of him, and averting his gaze would be a death sentence. Leonidas lowered his legs, spreading them slightly, his sword held in a reverse grip.
The cold steel touched his arm, cutting into it slightly, though it didn't cut. Pushing on the ground, Leonidas shot off with a thunderous sound, stone breaking behind him like fragile glass.
He practically teleported, as in under a second, Leonidas was falling on Root's massive body, which was, literally, a green root sticking out from the ground that towered over everything.
As it went upwards, the body thinned, with the top being sharp, like a spear's edge. Leonidas swung with devastating force, body weight forcing the flowery blade forward.
