Krug's singing has synergy, which I appreciate as it gets rarer and rarer every day... Though it does seem that he's guarding against himself in a way...
Spider himself remains as silent as ever, but as he leaps into the air, he sends a fistful of shuriken whistling through the air with a wave of his hand.
The sword sings near the glacier and so it flies in the midst of the barrens; waves away the storm of the settlement!
As a spreading tree chokes out the smaller growth around it, Spider slips close to Krug, wraps his garotte around the half-orc's thick neck and attempts to strangle him.
The willow eliminates the brush; blocks the descent of the isle!