Anyone with a basic understanding of structural biology would know that a simple fungal structure, like that of ordinary mushrooms, couldn't support such a massive size. Just as mere muscles can't enable a person to stand—requiring skeletal support, lest they be as limp as a boneless slab of pork—these giant fungi needed something more.
Paracelsus, curious about its internal structure, drew her Short Sword. She stabbed it into the mushroom, ready to dissect it; clearly, she had a busy time ahead of her.
"Wang Cai, you stay with her and keep an eye on our surroundings," Lance instructed, leaving Wang Cai to protect Paracelsus while he and Grendel headed towards the herb field.
