Sohalia
Sohalia was perhaps the least useful of their group. Tarak and Trouble breathed their fire, incinerating any vines in their path. Edmund joined them, and Asra hacked at the vines with knives. Even Splat chomped at the vines.
And Sohalia? Well, she hit the vines. With the blunt end of her staff.
Which, honestly, worked about as well as one might expect.
At first, it seemed to be going alright. She would smack at the vines, and they would retreat. But then, seemingly, they realized that her actions weren't actually hurting them, and they began to swarm for her in earnest. One vine was particularly intent upon her staff; every time she batted at it, it tried to wrap itself around the weapon and yank it from Soh's grip. Fortunately, opposable thumbs are more useful in holding onto things than vine tendrils, and the girl was able to keep her weapon.
And Sohalia? Well, she hit the vines. With the blunt end of her staff.
Which, honestly, worked about as well as one might expect.
At first, it seemed to be going alright. She would smack at the vines, and they would retreat. But then, seemingly, they realized that her actions weren't actually hurting them, and they began to swarm for her in earnest. One vine was particularly intent upon her staff; every time she batted at it, it tried to wrap itself around the weapon and yank it from Soh's grip. Fortunately, opposable thumbs are more useful in holding onto things than vine tendrils, and the girl was able to keep her weapon.
