[He knew it couldn’t possibly be this easy, but the rising frustration between the three of them as their efforts prove fruitless is nearly palpable. When the continued attempts at prying the vines apart lead nowhere, he forces himself to take a step back and take another look at their surroundings. Not a single gap for them to exploit, no way to fight through but with their bare hands.
He moves back to the wall blocking them in, places a hand on the roots before him for a moment. Then he plants his feet, steadying himself as he pulls that arm back and curls his hand into a fist to take a swing at it.
It’s like slamming his fist into a solid wall.]
Shit. [Muttered under his breath. He shakes his stinging hand, knuckles reddening beneath the soil and sap dirtying them.] It’s not lookin’ like we have a whole lot of options.
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He moves back to the wall blocking them in, places a hand on the roots before him for a moment. Then he plants his feet, steadying himself as he pulls that arm back and curls his hand into a fist to take a swing at it.
It’s like slamming his fist into a solid wall.]
Shit. [Muttered under his breath. He shakes his stinging hand, knuckles reddening beneath the soil and sap dirtying them.] It’s not lookin’ like we have a whole lot of options.