Perspective : Thor Gild
After, the plant's core gets covered with vines.
Patrick with his sword charges towards the plant, as he cautiously approaches, the plant senses him, and prepares itself to unleash its offensive moves, with its core exposed, the plant shows unwavering aggressiveness to protect itself.
In the blink of an eye, the enormous plant withdraws it's colossal green leaves, unveiling a jaw filled with sharp teeth, bearing the mark of Conrad's blade upon it, with lightning fast speed, it pounces towards Patrick, aiming to clamp its jaws around him, but Patrick narrowly escapes, by leaping in to the air, just in the nick of time.
Seizing that opportunity he thrust his sword towards that plant's head, as it rose, narrowly missing it and causing him to land on the ground.
Upon landing on the ground Patrick re - assesses his mistake, and realises that a direct attack on the plant's head was sure to be difficult.
So, he lands on trying something else.
As, he was a divine magic user.
Patrick conjures his divine magic, trying to surround himself with an radiant aura, with a powerful yet short incantation he casts the spell "Solar flare". As the spell took effect, beams of intense sunlight burst from Patrick's body, enveloping the plant in a blinding radiance.
That plant lived in a forest, devoid of any sunlight, because of those huge trees.
As a result, the plant was unable to withstand that intense light, causing it to wither and weaken. Sensing the plant's vulnerable state, Patrick cunningly moves in with his blade, surging with divine energy, poised for attack. Without any delay, he initiates a flurry of attacks, targeting the weakened leaves and small vines in order to weaken the net of vines surrounding the plant's core.
Simultaneously,
Marcus cast a spell "Raging hellfire". With a flick of his wrist, a blazing tornado engulfed that monstrous plant, interestingly, the plant recognised the spell's similarity with one previously cast by sheela, Although, it was weakened and unable to evade that spell, It countered by extending its tendrils and emitting a short - lived yet toxic mist in the air, Unfortunately, Marcus inadvertently inhales that mist which causes him, to cough blood.
In a furious response to Marcus's dire state, Brandon on a fit of rage, channels his energy into a devastating upward strike, infused with the force of gravity.
Wielding his mighty great sword, In his intention to break through the plant's defensive barriers, to expose its vulnerable core, Brandon swings his weapon with all his might, however, the plant swiftly reacts with astonishing speed, and catches him off guard.
Brandon being unaware finds that, out of nowhere, razor - sharp thorns were piercing through his armour,
tearing into his flesh, leaving him incapacitated.
Amidst the chaos of the battle Keira spots Marcus and Brandon in danger, quickly he takes charge and orders his Gollums to divert the attention of that plant, the Gollums charged forward delivering a flurry of punches and strikes against the plant, However their efforts were short - lived as the plant counters by peirceing their bodies with it's vines, creating gaping holes, as those holes creates cracks in their structure, In a matter of seconds the Gollum crumbled and disintegrated.
Already expecting that outcome, Keira acted decisively, managing to rescue both Marcus and Brandon, by swiftly taking them to safety before it noticed them again.
While that was happening,
Kyle harnesses his particle control magic, conjuring a colossal sandstorm that enveloped the entire vicinity around the plant.
His goal was to disrupt the plants senses and impede its actions.
As, Emilia stealthily approaches amidst the swirling cover of the sandstorm.
Unexpectedly, the plant begins to thrash its vines aimlessly, attacking in a seemingly random manner.
As one of the vines inches closer to Emilia she swiftly ducks, narrowly avoiding it.
Another vine approaches but she skillfully sidesteps, effortlessly avoiding it, never letting that plant know her whereabouts.
Just as another vine approaches her, Emilia leaps gracefully in the air, avoiding its clutches.
Meanwhile,
Regina taps into her Ice magic, conjuring an intense frigid gust of icy storm.
Her intention was to freeze those resilient vines that tightly encased the Plant's core, rendering them more susceptible to damage.
For the sole reason to help Emilia, who had been skillfully maneuvering near the core.
Emilia brandishing her blade with precision, her hand, with a series of Intricate slashes, releases red streaks that trailed through the air, striking those vines,
And since, they were frozen they broke upon impact.
As expected that did not go unnoticed by the plant, in an attempt to retaliate the plant shifts its attention towards Emilia.
Emilia cunningly, in hopes to divert the plants focus, becomes a tempting target.
The plant aggressively launches its vines towards her.
While that happened,
Conrad fully prepared, while being concealed in that sandstorm, with unrelenting focus he observed the storm gradually subsiding.
As the storm cleared, the plant noticed Conrad sprinting towards it, wielding a blazing sword, in a swift motion, Conrad thrust the sword directly into that plant's core, inflicting immense pain upon it, while that plant withered in anguish.
Our rage filled soul, quelled.
Its vibrant green hue faded into a somber brown, as, it slowly collapsed onto the snowy ground.
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Perspective : Regina Clement
"This is way too much".
"This is too much risky... even if there are treasures".
I thought to myself as I caught my breath, after that intense fight.
Kyle with his facial muscles tensed, exposing prominent jawline and his teeths clenched, he kicks the bottle of that mana potion, that was lying on the snow.
"This is a bloody death run .... there better be something worth while at the end of this .... otherwise, I am gonna kill that guild master, that fucking old fart".
He says that while clenching his fists as if he was about to punch someone.
Elkdrack said while panting,
"They are playing us for fool .... this assignment is way to dangerous even for Orichalcum class adventurers".
Everyone after spending one day inside this hellscape, they were loosing their minds, their very souls were teetering on the edge of madness.
And among them was Conrad, for any outsider he was acting calm and collected, because he never shows how he feels.
But that vibe around him, that aura of conflictness, in him, only I could understood how he felt.
His eyes were wide open, with a piercing intense gaze he was staring at his own hand, his lips tightly pressed together forming a straight line, as if he was restraining himself, his pupils were dilated showing intensity.
He had an aura of conflictness around him.
While,
Conrad gripped firm on the hilt of his sword, for a moment the air appeared heavy as he raised his right hand, his muscles rippling with determination, his gaze fixed on his right hand.
I was perplexed.
"What is he about to do?".
As he raises his left hand, along with his sword.
"Is he trying to chop his hand off?".
I intervened,
I went towards him, he was sweating like crazy.
With a gentle tap in his shoulder, I asked him,
"Hey Conrad ..... are you alright?".
He turned towards me with a fierce gaze in his eyes and said,
"I am fine ...".
I didn't know, what was happening, but whatever he was going to do, I had just stopped it.
Sheela shed tears for Federica, as Ikbal tried to comfort her.
Keira asked,
"What are we going to do with her body?".
Kyle replied with an agitated tone,,
"Leave 'em be".
Keira said in return,
"But she was one of us ... we can't....".
Keira is interrupted by Kyle,
Kyle asked,
"Are you going to carry that ... around while you fight?".
Keira answered,
"No".
Kyle asked again,
"So do you want someone else to carry that while they fight .... possibly risking their lives for a dead corpse".
Keira answered,
"No".
Kyle replied,
"So, like I said..... Leave ... 'em ... be".
after that kyle picked up Yuna and started walking. And we all followed him.
........
Perspective : Conrad Garnier
[His mind in a state of being conflicted].
After the battle, I discovered that I was doubting myself, the ideals and rules that I followed, I had broken them, and yet I didn't know, why?
"Why did I put my life on the line to avenge a complete stranger?".
(Why?)
"Why did I felt that deep hatred towards that thing?".
"I didn't even cared about her".
"My body moved on it's own".
"Why?".
"This is not right".
"This is not right".
"There is something wrong with me".
"Am I going crazy!".
"No".
"No".
"My head hurts".
"I must do something to keep my sanity".
(What about a reminder).
"A reminder".
(Yes, a scar ... a wound ... to remind me of my ideals)
"But what should I harm?".
"A cut ... in my face?".
(No ... something more deeper... something that I will agonise over ... something that I will miss ... that will be what that reminds me of my ideals)
(After all I am a free man)
"What might that be?".
I looked at my right hand,
(Yes ... yes ... punish yourself Conrad ... punish yourself... that is the only way, you can keep your sanity)
"My hand .... yes, that is what started all this ... my hand is What betrayed me".
"My hand ... now this shall be my commitment to myself".
"I will not obey anyone ... not even myself".
As I was about to chop my right hand off, Regina tapped me on my shoulders and asked,
"Hey Conrad... are you alright".
As she asked that, I recalled.
[What .... what was I thinking about?]
[I don't remember]
So I answered her question,
"I am fine".