A supersonic boom tore through the wilderness as Sage shot forward, carrying Lyana in his arms while the vines dragged everyone behind him in a single connected formation.
The group became a white streak cutting across the ancient forest, blasting through loose leaves, dust, mist, and broken branches as the ground beneath them vanished into a blur.
Several adventurers screamed in shock, Boren louder than all of them, his voice stretching into something almost musical as his fat body was pulled through the air by the vine around his waist.
Gregor gritted his teeth and locked his body straight to reduce the drag, while Brutus grabbed the vine with one hand and used the other to shield the injured adventurer beside him from the violent wind pressure.
