Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26068742-20170828013321/@comment-28929139-20170902184828

"Oh, I'll buy you dinner all right....we'll be feasting on the flesh of the titan hunters. Be a good boy and stay out the way and I'll even make dessert." Returning the sarcasm, Pandora silently answered his question of unbinding him while shooting over a "Pull a fast one and your whole hand comes off this time" type look.

Eyes back to front and center, it seemed that their friends, the titan hunters, were staked out in what appeared to be a cave. Marek had given the first order to let their men surround the place and take deployment at the rear just in case these bastards were too cowardly to face them head on. The legion was quick on their feet and with an abundance of snow, and white-washed foliage, they used the terrain to hide in plain sight while they lie in wait. Now it was their turn to strike and get the ball rolling.

So when Marek asked if she'd do the honors, she smirked while walking toward the cave and moved off to the side and leaned against its thick snowy dome. Facing him and Shien, she smirked while putting a finger to her lips but raised both eyebrows suggestively, implying that they both get ready for the counteroffensive when the time came. She utilized her sensory ability to listen out for voices and though from her position it wasn't crystal clear as to what they were saying, the point was that she could hear them. So now with leaning back, Pandora snaked her hand into the 14 inch thick blanket of snow and pressed her hand to the bare wet shell of the dome. From the small gap of space between her arm and the snow, a brilliant jade green light shone out from it and from there, the outer surrounding snow began to ripple and distort until several feet from her arm, a large thorned, leafless dark brown vine slithered out from the snow like a serpent. As if having a mind of its own, the vine carved and coiled its way over and through the snow towards the mouth of the cave. However, as that large python sized vine made its way through, many other vines in a variety of girths rapidly began to sluice and slither after it and in a matter of seconds, a large veiny lacework of vines covered the entire dome of the cave. With Pandora being on the left side, the myriad of thorned vines she created had started from her position and sprouted to enroot themselves all over the dome. At the top of it, one side would split off and began curling around and snaking into the mouth of the cave from the right while the other half would cover the other side and snake into the cave from the left. If there was anything in place of the cave's mouth that would disallow for easy entry, the vines would twist and saw through dirty and bed rock to force its way through.

When it was all said and done, the whole thing was covered like jagged fishnets pulled tight over the cave's silhouette and now with the many dozens of vines having wormed their way into the cave, Pandora willed them to slither along the floor, hugging against the wall and gradually slant their ways up. The cave was roughly forty feet deep and when she could feel the vines stretching past the twenty-foot mark, she jerked her conjuring hand and yanked it out of the snow with a devilish sneer. The three dozen thorned vines that had now got in and snaked along upper sides of the walls would shoot now from both sides at all heights as they aimed to skewer the hunters through their heads. However the lucky seven would react to this, they'd only had but a second to react. If they weren't ensnared through head, limb or core by the two-thirds that lashed out, the remaining third of the vines that spanned farther into the cave would suddenly turn and shoot straight out in trying to skewer them if not blatantly send them chasing out of the cave.

If all things went according to plan, either some if not all the hunters within would be dead, or they would be coming out through one side of the cave or the other. Whatever happened though, Pandora awaited and anticipated the next chain of events with her left open and at the ready to conjure more.