'I need to get out of here.' Grove thought. 'No matter how much I keep burning their roots to the ground, their disgusting body keeps fixing itself.'
Grove focused on his magic; he used the strong mana he could feel around him to create a smoke, making everywhere hot while creating enough cover for him to run away.
He found a good spot to hide, a rock that had been covered with little grass. Grove catches his breath and then frowns at the tree growth in his arm and leg. He wondered what would have happened to him if he didn't wake up. Where were his monster teammates taking him to? Nothing that was happening made sense to him.
He thought of burning away the tree growth in his arms; after all, it hasn't grown big yet. Grove activated his magic and let his flames flow in his hand. He was about to burn the growth in his arm away without caring about if he ends up burning his flesh in the process when a certain image flashed in his mind.
