The rotten breath, the rotten flesh, it washed over Crann like a tidal wave, and she hated it. As the arrows thudded into the creature causing the weight of the beast on top of her to be relieved. She pushed up to her feet using the scratched and torn staff to lift her body to stand before the beast and glare at it. Bryan began to move towards the feral feline it’s tendrils whipping about, as Crann reached up feeling hte spot where the cat had torn out some of her vines. “It will take weeks to grow those back.” She muttered before pointing at the diseased beast. “Bryan, destroy him.” Her mossy brows furrowed as she glared at the creature wondering what or who created this thing that was completely and utterly unnatural

Bryan lumbered forward the tentacle branches above him lashing out seeking to whip the beast, or snare it. The wood of the creature creaked and groaned with every movement, due to it's size and weight. She twitched her head towards Jimmory for a moment before turning back as Bryan continued towards the beast sweeping huge branches across the ground the multiple limbs looking to snatch the beast up as the jaws of the creature snapped longingly to eat the creature. Crann knew this probably would be a bad idea just by looking at the creature. “Bryan don’t you dare eat that thing! Just kill it!”