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At first, it seemed like Ivy had succeeded in disabling in the machine with her vines. Unfortunately, her success did not last long. The automation had broken out its green restraints, by sawing itself in half, and then reforming a new pair of legs. [color=007236]“W-w-what?”[/color] Then, it’s arms because something worse than a missle launcher. Flamethrowers! It was headed straight for her. Ivy rolled out of the way before she had been turned to ash. Now she only had moments to respond before it would turn this paradise into a scorched wasteland.

[color=007236]“That’s it!”[/color] She placed her hand on the ground, and the earth beneath her shook for a moment. Soon, some vegetation began to sprout beneat her feet. Within seconds, Ivy was sitting atop a massive oak tree. [color=007236]“Oak trees are fire resistant you know. As are other varieties of plants.”[/color] Ivy made a gesture with her arms, and the branches of the tree grew thicker and extended. Wrapping themselves around the body of the wardrone. [color=007236]“That’s what you get for thinking you can scorch my babies!”[/color]