Jasmine raised her hand, gravitational fields bending around her like invisible shields. The thorns slowed, stopped, then reversed direction as she inverted the local gravitational pull.
Using its own attacks against it. Excellent adaptation.
The Thornback Sovereign's green eyes widened as its projectiles returned with doubled velocity.
It twisted away from most, but several found their mark, black sap spraying from puncture wounds.
First blood to Jasmine.
"Your turn," she called out, confidence building with each successful technique.
The creature's response was unlike anything Arthur had witnessed before. Instead of attacking directly, it pressed both hands against the ground.
What is it doing—
The entire clearing began to change.
Nearby trees started changing shape, their branches closing together to form a cage-like canopy.
Roots erupted upward, creating barriers and obstacles that turned the battlefield into a three-dimensional maze.
