"Giant earthworms," he cheerfully explained to Cassandra . "Taste like chicken once they're grilled up, but killing them can be a bit of a hassle. Hotaru has quite the knack for it, though!"
Jigano blinked with bemusement as Oliver told him to cover the holes, since he hadn't yet put seeds in them, but he only smiled and nodded as he accepted the jar of water. He turned to his bag of seeds and began to sort through it, pulling out six evergreen seeds and placing them in each of the holes before using his magic to gently pull the earth back over them. Then he stood and poured the water from the jug onto each hole, humming softly to himself.
And here was where it got interesting.
The threads of his magic vibrated and sang silent music in his soul as he played across them, calling on his earth magic to speed the growth of the six trees. As he knelt on the ground, hands pressed to the soil, his energy reached out through the earth he had earlier enriched, coaxing it to firm up around the seeds which began to open and reach upwards, tiny trunks growing towards the sky while slender roots delved down and out, building a lattice of support beneath them. The six evergreens spread and flourished with the combination of earth and healing magics pushing back against the dry, dead soil that surrounded the Spire. Jigano would remain there, pushing his energy into his tree-lined path to the obelisk's entrance while the others worked to complete their own tasks as he coaxed the seeds to seedlings, to saplings, to young trees as time passed.
Jigano blinked with bemusement as Oliver told him to cover the holes, since he hadn't yet put seeds in them, but he only smiled and nodded as he accepted the jar of water. He turned to his bag of seeds and began to sort through it, pulling out six evergreen seeds and placing them in each of the holes before using his magic to gently pull the earth back over them. Then he stood and poured the water from the jug onto each hole, humming softly to himself.
And here was where it got interesting.
The threads of his magic vibrated and sang silent music in his soul as he played across them, calling on his earth magic to speed the growth of the six trees. As he knelt on the ground, hands pressed to the soil, his energy reached out through the earth he had earlier enriched, coaxing it to firm up around the seeds which began to open and reach upwards, tiny trunks growing towards the sky while slender roots delved down and out, building a lattice of support beneath them. The six evergreens spread and flourished with the combination of earth and healing magics pushing back against the dry, dead soil that surrounded the Spire. Jigano would remain there, pushing his energy into his tree-lined path to the obelisk's entrance while the others worked to complete their own tasks as he coaxed the seeds to seedlings, to saplings, to young trees as time passed.
