[color=00a651]"How many of these bums are gonna pop up?"[/color]

	He said, once more, plainly. He took another casual sip from his energy drink, before more vines and flowers would grow out around him.

	As for his action, a vine would jolt out from the darkness, before grabbing the big America guy by the ankle, lifting him up and forcing him to let go of the vigilante and the villain. He took another nonchalant sip from his energy drink before dragging him up close and lifting him up all through the vine, face to face, except John America was upside-down, and he wasn't.

	[color=00a651]"Let 'em fight, man."[/color]