With a grunt of assent, the aged world thrust his hand upward once more, summoning the winds in an attempt to funnel the seed upward and out. Would it be enough? This one was so strongly rooted that even highly potent spells weren't having much effect. He was no master of magic, his own abilities were things he had learned slowly over eons that pertained to his state... it had been for the longest time something despicable, but that had changed like many things recently.