As soon as they leave the rapidly dwindling clear space behind, the branches start moving. At first it's a mere hint of motion just out of their line of sight, but the further they go, the bolder the swipes become. The trees toy with them, pushing them on, wielding leaves that feel sharper than they should and flinging limbs into their path.
Soon it will be a full out attack.
"Mithros," Jamie mutters, ducking and weaving. He's curiously unwilling to use the sword for anything but a bit of a shield.
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As soon as they leave the rapidly dwindling clear space behind, the branches start moving. At first it's a mere hint of motion just out of their line of sight, but the further they go, the bolder the swipes become. The trees toy with them, pushing them on, wielding leaves that feel sharper than they should and flinging limbs into their path.
Soon it will be a full out attack.
"Mithros," Jamie mutters, ducking and weaving. He's curiously unwilling to use the sword for anything but a bit of a shield.