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[That is far, far easier than he'd like it to be. And not just Axel--all the others, even those who can't die. It takes no effort at all to recall how badly Xellos had hurt Fou-Lu, and how much pain he had been in waiting for those burns to heal....]
[Again. The third attempt almost materializes, but shatters with an audible rush of air at the last moment, scattering bits of leaf that quickly fade away. Again. How many more failed attempts can he afford? It isn't as if he has limitless power to draw from.]
[Finally, on the fourth try, he has some success. It isn't very good--too much energy wasted as light and sound--but the translucent green vines burst into being from the hilt of the claymore, leaping into the air and swirling over Axel's head. Blinking away a moment's dizziness, he watches to see how much effect it has.]