Chapter 217: Permanent

The blood-vine bear had been caught in the mushrooms.

Just like the glade deer, it body was soon suspended in the air; its legs hanging with large balls of red fruit and dead lizards weaved into the mess.

Unlike the glade deer, the bear was now attached to many mushroom tendrils, more than what was possible for a lone animals. Red was diligent if nothing else.

Its fur was pulled tight, and the vines were still trying to fight back as they sunk into the beasts skin, but it was for nothing. The bear had already given its all.

It seemed that the red fruit even penetrated the flesh and went down to mixing with bone as it grew into every crack, as not only flesh was pulled away.

The body of the bear was like a rag-doll as it was pulled tight.

Pieces of flesh were ripped out by the mushroom tendrils in some places, while others caused its bone to dislocate and soon enough it ripped away limbs.

Life left the bears eyes, but not a single drop of blood fell from its wounds.