[ ahhh, that's more like it♥ She wanted to see his most earnest efforts--she doesn't move despite the uncomfortable stings she feels as it eats away at her, instead allowing herself to recover from the wounds easily.
And when he gets too close? more tendrils shoot up out of the ground of all places, made of hair sunk into the ground behind her where she stood. They shoot up and out like a barricade....but fan out and curl toward him once they arc to all come crashing down on him in an attempt for force him to the ground with their massive pressure ]
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And when he gets too close? more tendrils shoot up out of the ground of all places, made of hair sunk into the ground behind her where she stood. They shoot up and out like a barricade....but fan out and curl toward him once they arc to all come crashing down on him in an attempt for force him to the ground with their massive pressure ]