The ground of Terra itself seemed to respond to the guards' call, rocks peeling away from the earth and converging on the rock humans, their bodies swelling in size. What were once figures twice Leo's height grew to three times his size, their forms becoming towering monoliths of stone, their surfaces rippling with latent power as they prepared to crush the intruder.
"Wind Blades," Leo intoned, his voice steady as he unleashed arcs of compressed wind, razor-sharp crescents that sliced through the air with a high-pitched whine. The blades struck true, cleanly severing the heads of the rock humans closest to him, their bodies collapsing into heaps of rubble with dull thuds, dust rising in clouds around them.
