Morgana finally yanked the long log of wood free from the strapping on her back. It hit the ground with a heavy THUD, rolling to a stop right near my feet.
She crossed her arms, chin lifted in absolute confidence. "Here. That's your new sword."
"…This log of wood?" I asked flatly, pointing out the obvious piece of timber.
"Yes," she said, completely unfazed. "That's Wood Steel. Just hold on to it. Tightly. It cost a fortune to get, so I would be expecting a big thank you later."
I frowned, but reached down and grabbed it anyway. This was the infamous Wood Steel greatest grandfather was talking about? I never expected it to be an actual… ummm… wood.
Bagu stood staring at his closed wings, then smirked. "It's been long since I stretched these wings, little zedd!"
Bagu's wings exploded outward with a thunderous crack, hurling a gale so powerful that nearby trees uprooted as if plucked by invisible hands. The shock wave slammed toward us.
