Now all it left if for him to test the weapon. Ben took aim. The ballista stood firm, its reinforced frame steady against the weight of the loaded bolt. He pulled the lever—
THWANG!
The shot tore through the air like a spear of death, slamming into a towering mushroom tree with a resounding CRACK. The impact shattered the trunk, sending thick spores bursting into the air as the massive fungal structure tilted—then collapsed. The result was satisfying.
Ben grinned, stepping back to examine the ballista. Perfect accuracy. The force was enough to punch through solid biomass—against Ravagers, it would be devastating.
Without wasting time, he forged a dozen more bolts, stacking them beside the ballista. These were the standard variants, but once Elvira's shipment arrived, he would craft explosive ones. The same went for the crossbow bolts—for now, they were simple grimslate-tipped projectiles, but they'd soon be deadlier.
