Splits

Miles stared at the jotuns face, with a tinge of upset.

"Fine, I will listen." Stated Miles.

The Jotun accepted the armored mans acceptance, and dropped him. Miles landed on his knees, and pushed himself up. He watched as the jotun walked away, before noticing his axe was still glowing with magic.

"Its good to not be wasteful." He muttered, before walking towards the boulders.

He once again raised his axe, before swinging it down on the boulders. In an instance, the boulders split, making a solid, three foot wide pathway through the debris, strongly fused to the sides so it won't collapse on itself. He pointed to the pathway, but felt the ground shaking.

"Let's go, now." He declared, motioning to the opening.