Stimulated by both the nutrients and Velin, the Blood-sucking Vine seeds grew at an accelerated rate. Countless sharp, barbed tendrils pierced the gaps in the Multi-Armed Race Warriors' carapaces.
This unconventional attack left them momentarily unsure how to respond.
Two of the Warriors quickly lost their balance.
Their limbs tightly bound, they crashed heavily into the murky water.
The vines didn't stop. They tightened their grip, burrowing into the unprotected flesh beneath the carapace.
Blue-black blood seeped from the wounds, blooming in the water like ink blots.
The parasitized Warriors let out furious shrieks. They tried to resist, but they had long since missed the prime window to break free. Now, they could only struggle in vain, each twitch causing the vines to constrict even tighter.
The other three Multi-Armed Race Warriors, however, reacted with far more composure.
