The wounded vines spurted a purple liquid. Lith kept his distance, dodging the unknown substance with minimal movements, to not lose his advantage.
'There was no sizzle when it hit the ground, so it's not an acid. It could be venomous, though.'
Lith extended his arms, releasing two jets of fire from his palms. The appendages reacted quickly, enveloping the creature's towering mass, and turning to a grey color. The flames had no effect, leaving only a black mark as if they had hit a stone.
Lith had never met a plant monster before, so he was particularly cautious. He kept several spells ready to use, weaving a new one as soon another was consumed.
'Whatever this is, it doesn't seem to be able to move from that spot, so running away shouldn't be an issue. The problem is deciding if it's worth my time or not. With my luck, if I kill it, the flower will instantly wither.'
