In turn, he spun out of the way, into a flip carefully timed to look effortless. A moment later, as well as the slightly uneven thump of his feet hitting the grass, there was a clap. The familiar accompanying blue glow, however, was lost in a concentrated burst of upheaving soil.

The transmuted pillar broke apart almost immediately, even faster than it had risen up, crumbling back into harmless dust - but not before he'd leapt off the top of it clear into the air, if not overhead, then definitely high enough to leave an impression. Maybe even physically, given where his boots were aiming next.