The field of sunflowers swayed in the wind, like countless little suns shining beneath the great sun above.
Silvanus had just stepped out of the house when he saw Meow and Bunny hiding, nervously watching him.
"Hey!"
Right at that moment, Cocona suddenly screamed. Everyone turned to look and saw her holding onto her legs with both hands.
But her legs were relentlessly stretching forward, as if trying to step into the sunflower field—though it was clear Cocona had no intention of doing so.
The roots were writhing and squirming, slithering continuously. Cocona screamed, "Drake!"
Drake immediately lunged forward and used his massive blade to slash at the roots constantly reaching into the mud.
Fresh blood burst out from the roots, and they thrashed in agony. Cocona had the disturbing sensation that what Drake had just cut wasn't a plant's roots—but her legs. The blood pouring out wasn't from the roots—but from her.
And yet, strangely enough, she felt no pain.
