"Got it?" Metaari flexes a little, testing his grip, before he finally nods. "Push on three, then. Ready? One... two... three."

There's a faint grunt as he digs his heels into the ground and starts to lift, straining a bit to pull the tree up off the ground. She couldn't have conveniently been pinned by just the top of it, could she? Would have been a bit easier to just haul some branches out of the way. Still, the assistance is useful, enough to help him get it a few feet off of the ground. His jaw tightens as he glances down, bracing the trunk against his legs. "Enough room?"