Yellow - Vine movement

The shape down in the ring suddenly opened up with a volley of energy blasts, blanketing the area in explosions. She felt herself moving, green and purple tendrils at the corners of her vision pulling her along the wall like the legs of a spider. The green tendrils shimmered like emeralds, she noticed, and the purple ones were covered in spikes. “What are…”

“Pretty sick, huh?” the man said, hovering over her shoulder. His voice was familiar… Letter? What was he doing here? “Combination of Hierophant Green and Hermit Purple. We’re basically Spiderman.” He stared down with meaning at Yellow’s legs, which dangled limply below her. Try as she might, she couldn’t get them to move, not even an inch. “Helps make up for whatever took out your legs.”

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Finals, FreestyleKneepad