Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-26517142-20160917162049

Cybele's hands bury itelf into the earth, as if permanently, rooting herself down. The battlefield gives in. Her face disappears in a forest of massive vines...

Huge vines glisten out of the worn-out ground like live snakes, crawling up to the midday sky. Chyren tries as she might, but eventually the immene number of vines wedges her in between them.Hands and feet and claws held fast, she is immovable.

The Whiz pops beside her. "Forfeit?"

Chyren however, notices the gunpowder from her siege cannons,leaking........

(The rest will be later... sorry minna!)