Dahlia kept her hands up and lowered her head, her hair falling down the sides of her face.
"Well fuck…" She muttered under her breath.
She didn't move for a few seconds. I felt Alastair relax his posture next to me. Karmon, across from us, even letting his arms fall to his side with a breath.
I opened my mouth to speak when I saw, between the hair strands, the curves of her lips twist into a smirk.
"I surrender…"
I jumped in front of Alastair and yelled out for Karmon just before the walls of the dungeon trembled, and the ground cracked as tree roots sprouted. The vines of the walls shot out and grabbed hold of Alastair before he could move an inch. The roots held onto Alastair's ankles, sweeping him off his feet and burying his body under more roots. Dull and grey roots.
