Luciel snapped back to his senses as he was called to by a figure in the distance. Blinking, he reacted by stuffing the rest of the bag of pumpkin seeds in his mouth, crunching down as a trail of black mist eased from the corners of his mouth. [i]'I-sure, why not'[/i] he thought, leaving a little surprise for the cleanup team as he spat the mass of sizzling seed pulp into the cell before charging out into the open air. He crossed himself to the best of his ability while carrying Ace, clumsily and indiscriminately tearing into three other backs and scattering them in front of himself as he ran.
The ground twisted and tore at itself as bolts of corn stalks formed abnormally tall and obscuring rows, accented with vines which coiled and clawed at the air in all directions. Truly, the only way to discern where there were was by this wave of violent flora which made a b-line away from the prison.

In the meantime, the hole in the wall belched forth torrents of pumpkin guts and vines as the room was quickly filled with the same mess that only 5 seeds had taken out a wall. Two dozen, on the other hand...