《Bloom》Seedling 7
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Did I not tell you nothing would go wrong?
Rustle.
Stop swirling your branches around as if your waiting for the other shoe to drop, dammit!
Ruuustle.
Um, no I haven’t noticed the air getting thicker, wait, is that fog?
Rustlllllle!
Pffft, there is no need to fear fog. This shield is utterly unbreakable by physical means.
Rustle.
Spirits? What do you mean there are Spirits that do non-physical damage?
Are you trying to imply there are such un-scientific existences lurking in wait to eat us?
Rustle!!
Well…I guess that’s true, science can’t explain my current circumstances…
Eh? Isn’t that fog turning a rather nasty shade of crimson blood black?
Rustle!!!
Yes, yes, I can see the giant devouring mouth now too.
RUSTLE?!?!
Calm down, I have everything under control.
Rustle!?
Do you forget what landed us in this situation in the first place!
…Rustle…
NO, it was NOT the burning of the entire Northern Elvish controlled forest.
…Rustle?
Where do you even get that theory from? I mean, you can’t even justify that with a proper defense!
Rustle!
Exactly!
Fire is my Domain.
Flame my Calling.
-1 Mana. Mana Flame lit. Mana Flame is fed by Growth(+2). Mana Flame is magnified by Flame Root.
Watch and learn little girl.
Mana Flame has upgraded into White Mana Flame.
Rustleeeeeeee.
Pretty? That’s your response to upgrading our flames to a level that can burn Spirits? It’s never enough is it? IS IT?
-1,182 Mana. White Mana Flame Inferno has been casted.
Screeech!
We really should get…
ScreeeeEEEEECH!
Some…
SCREEEEEEEEEECH!
Gained Title: Soul Extinguisher! Level UP!
Marshmellows. We definitely need to research marshmellow-type plants.
….Rustle….
Of course I would never use those type of flames to melt you out of existence, what type of question is that?
I’m not crazy you know!
Rustle.
Hey! Hey! We didn’t die did we?
Russsssssstle.
I will not even dignify that with a comment.
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