The other three shared that downcast look. It was the look of one who'd lost many things. He was among an empathetic company.
The peak of the mountain over which they were commanded to climb was about 1 miles in diameter for the base. The height was about 1 mile also. As the peak began to become clear, the number of pink hawks flying around multiplied. It was 5 miles of territory, so one of them had calculated using a cube-like estimation.
"The trek would be somewhat more manageable if there a way to walk through the mountain," one suggested cheerfully.
"..."
"Umm, maybe if there was a way to launch a 'break' technique.'
"The rock here is solid. But it would be nice to strike it."
"Sometimes, the spell is mightier than the sword."
The person who made the suggested took out her rod, which gleamed from the sunlight directly above. With a skillful swing and technique she made look simple, a small beam of electricity was directed into on sides of the mountain wall. The result was a small cavern, which might have already existed. Light appeared on the other side.
"It looks stable."
"The best thing might be to wait, however."
If the wall were sturdy, then it should be able to withstand hours of pressure. Then again, like someone mentioned, it already existed. It was likely opening a new door at the back side of the house where the window once was.
But to walk through was hardly proper.
"The mountain only goes up a little more," one said squinting. "The entire thing can be removed with a few of those spells."
"And the animals that live there, they would suffer."
"Oh, it's okay. It would only be little lightning, and the stone would slowly roll off."
She raised her rod again, this time multicasting weak lightning on various parts of the mountain. Tiny cracks were formed and they slowly turned into small pieces of debris, which each fell slowly from its place. In a few minutes, the peak was flat. In a few years, it would return with the movement of processes under the earth.
The four continued.