"Hah! These darn vines dare to ambush my comrade. I shall set you ablaze!" The burly man, enraged by the stubborn, still-moving vines, swiftly grabbed a nearby torch.

He was ready to set it on fire.

Jackson, watching from afar, noticed a looming danger and quickly shouted, "Hey, look behind you!"

"What?" Upon heeding the warning, the burly man swiftly turned.

A silver vine, gleaming unlike its dull gray counterparts, approached him like a spear. It was thicker, tougher, and faster.

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