Now all that was left was to test the weapon.
Ben took aim.
The ballista stood firm, its reinforced frame steady under the weight of the loaded bolt.
He pulled the lever.
THWANG.
The shot cut through the air and slammed into a towering mushroom tree with a sharp crack.
The impact shattered the trunk.
Thick spores burst into the air as the massive fungal stalk tilted, then collapsed.
The result looked clean and powerful.
Ben grinned and stepped back to examine the ballista.
The accuracy was perfect.
The force was enough to punch through solid biomass.
Against Ravagers, it would be devastating.
He did not waste time.
He forged a dozen more bolts and stacked them beside the ballista.
These were simple, standard bolts.
Once Elvira's shipment arrived, he would craft explosive versions.
The same plan applied to his crossbow bolts.
For now, they were only grimslate-tipped, but that would change soon.
With that done, his attention shifted to the trash pit.
