[ Zhongli turns to Ajax, nodding his agreement. Yes, they should act quickly if they had intentions to act at all.
He holds out his hands in front of him, palms open as if were parting a great sea. From the fingertips, the skin starts to blacken (or rather harden) as flesh gives way to smooth polished stone. Geometric gold lines streak across said stone like so many lines in a sage's magical array.
The air feels weighted and heavy. Oppressive. As if gravity was pulling the lightning down down down and trapping it there.
With these outstretched hands, Zhongli reaches into the heart of the tree and carefully extracts the malevolent pulsing purple energy. Once it is pulled free, the gold geo energy at his hands encases it, wrapping it round it once twice thrice before cooling like lava escaped from the heart of a volcano.
The miasma fades.
Those dark traces of memory are whisked away on the wind.
And the trees bough sways as if to strike at them again with its lightning. ]
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He holds out his hands in front of him, palms open as if were parting a great sea. From the fingertips, the skin starts to blacken (or rather harden) as flesh gives way to smooth polished stone. Geometric gold lines streak across said stone like so many lines in a sage's magical array.
The air feels weighted and heavy. Oppressive. As if gravity was pulling the lightning down down down and trapping it there.
With these outstretched hands, Zhongli reaches into the heart of the tree and carefully extracts the malevolent pulsing purple energy. Once it is pulled free, the gold geo energy at his hands encases it, wrapping it round it once twice thrice before cooling like lava escaped from the heart of a volcano.
The miasma fades.
Those dark traces of memory are whisked away on the wind.
And the trees bough sways as if to strike at them again with its lightning. ]