The flames quickly spread from the trunk of the tree, eventually engulfing the entire demonic tree in intense fire, causing it to sway violently as if in agony.
The vines that had ensnared their prey gradually lost their strength, and the three people hung from the tree fell to the ground one after another.
John went over to check their injuries. All three of them were too weak.
Only Sini managed to struggle up from the ground, while the other two remained unconscious.
"Can you walk?" John asked, looking towards Sini.
Having been suspended for too long and having inhaled a significant amount of toxic miasma, Sini could barely keep herself upright.
She looked gravely at her ankle, which, due to the prolonged constriction by the vines and lack of blood circulation, had turned bruised and purple. Even the slightest movement caused her intense pain.
"I probably can't walk, sorry..." Sini said with a helpless and bitter smile.
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