The Orc King was startled, immediately letting go of the club.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
But countless other vines burst from the ground, chasing after him.
The Orc King used his tremendous speed to dodge, but there were simply too many vines—his leg was instantly ensnared by one of them.
And not just one; soon, countless vines shot toward him, wrapping him up tightly.
"Die!!!" Garek charged at Zeka, fist raised, punching straight at him.
BAM!
Zeka whipped out a vine to block Garek's punch.
As the vine coiled tightly around Garek's arm, something strange happened.
A bizarre wave pulsed from that arm, rippling outward.
The vine wrapped around Garek's arm suddenly began to vibrate at a terrifying frequency.
Though, to the naked eye, the vine appeared motionless, in reality, it was trembling at incredible speed, causing it to heat up and slowly turn to charcoal.
"What the hell?!" Zeka—or rather, Vinelord—was stunned by the sight.
