It was a battle of giants as the two powerhouses struggled for dominance over the other, a struggle that Forest was winning. That is until a new arrival showed up and smacked him with a large hammer. Forest didn't really feel much, it seemed that the hammer was made for concussive blows instead of deadly ones. However it was annoying, especially with his obnoxious voice. When the second blow came, Forest turned around to see the hammer hit him yet again. Before he could do anything however, the bad man threw his shoulder into Forest's "stomach" and flung his arms over his shoulder and in between his legs. With a titanic heave the bad man tossed Forest away, landing on several barrels that were smashed underneath his weight, spilling their contents all over him. 

The pain was intense, like the chemicals were eating him alive. With only one way to upset the pain trying to invade his body, Forest absorbed the last of the nutrients that clung to the soil trapped inside of his body. This turned out to be a very bad idea. Somehow the chemicals made their way through the branches that covered his "stomach" and contaminated the soil held within with whatever it was that was in them. Pain turned to white hot anger as the chemicals burned their way through his veins. With a grunt of pain, the branches that made up his left arm began to shift and move throughout his body and added to the size of his right arm. Thorns of all shapes and sizes erupted from his body, twigs spider-webbed across his passive stone head as it changed into a mask of rage, and the wood of the branches all turned a shade redder. 

The abomination that was Forest shambled painfully towards the one that caused the pain and wrapped what was left of his left arm around his neck and pulled him into the embrace of his fist. With the hand now as big as the bad mans torso, Forest started to slam him into the ground repeatedly. He kept at it until the ground cracked and the man stopped struggling. Finally tossing the object of his rage away, Forest released an even more monstrous roar before he collapsed upon himself. The chemicals having run their course had left Forest's body a wreck and everything hurt.

Slowly, Forest began to pull himself back to his regular form albeit looking like a mix between a wilted flower and a dead tree. With a whimper, Forest tried to crawl away before uttering a gravely "I did a bad." and passed out from the pain.