The mass of flesh spread across the ground began to stir, increasing tenfold in size, swallowing and consuming all the vines along with the earth, creating a semicircle on the ground.
The flesh mass, now taking the form of a sphere, began to tremble, becoming totally deformed. From its center, the orc's right arm, now three times its size, formed, crashing against the ground only to have its fingers cut into various irregular slices, causing the sphere to quiver.
"What's wrong? Are you angry? I am even more so. How dare you make this mess in my class," Elivian said, holding all the chains with her vines, squeezing her fist. All the vines cut their bases, wrapping around the chains, leaving them immobilized in the air.
