You nod to your Adendri, and with bare feet, she deftly steps on a few branches to bring herself closer to the victim. Raising a hand, a thin stream of spores pour from her hair to the surrounding vines. A handful detach from their moorings and drop down toward her target, blindly searching in the air. The moment they touch your companion's hand, the vines begin wrapping around their arm, over and over. The Adendri then makes a single fluid motion with her hand and they are hauled from the mud. Despite being covered in mud and fetid water, at least they haven't been consumed by the Deepwood.

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