Point-of-View: Mitchell Jones
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"Uh...what the actual hell is that?" I inquired in bewilderment.
"It looks like a plant...and it's covered in the same flowers of the plants we gathered," Frowned Hebi warily.
"It's freaking huge," Added Grey with a grimace.
The plant had burst out of the ground in the form of several towering vines, which were covered in the red-spotted black flowers we'd gathered for our Mission.
What the hell, since when have plants been able to move like this? What's more, the plants we collected had normal brown stems and roots, and didn't have any vines.
"Alright, guys, we can't afford to just stand here. It's clearly hostile, so let's just treat this thing like a Mutant...but since we don't know where its vital spots are, let's just tear it apart until it stops moving!" I declared, before chanting, "Now, <Manifestation Surge: Ten Dozen Tails>!"