Sheina, the ever loyal secretary, immediately offered up her own bow for Michael to take. Even if he had to take out the entire Darkwood from her weapon, she wouldn't mind it at all.
"You can take every last strand of Darkwood, Lord Michael."
Her trust in Michael was incomprehensible.
"Thanks. Don't worry, your bow isn't going to be compromised because of this small strand," he told her.
Either way, once the Darkwood farm was up and running, he would be able to replace her string if it did get damaged from getting a small seed from the Darkwood.
He then took her bow and pinched a strand of Darkwood, smaller than a fingernail and thinner than hair itself.
If he weren't holding it using magic, then it would have already flown off somewhere in the wind.
According to the experiments, it didn't matter how big the starting seed was for the Darkwood. As long as it was taken from a mature root, then it would be able to regrow its own body thanks to its leftover DNA.
