[Surprise! Your familiar brought someone just as not-helpful...!
Lightning stares a little longer at the upside-down captive, and tries her best not to snort out loud, or let any hint of a smile pass through her very carefully maintained indifference, but then she withdraws her sword from behind her knees, flicking the blade out with a flourish.]
Try not to move.
[With that, she leaps up into the tree that the vines are growing around and is very careful as she slides her way along the branch he's suspended from. Even if she knew magic would be good against it, she can't use hers anyway, and starts sawing away at the vines, with only minor success. They're thick enough that the sharp edge of her sword just slides right along them.]
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Lightning stares a little longer at the upside-down captive, and tries her best not to snort out loud, or let any hint of a smile pass through her very carefully maintained indifference, but then she withdraws her sword from behind her knees, flicking the blade out with a flourish.]
Try not to move.
[With that, she leaps up into the tree that the vines are growing around and is very careful as she slides her way along the branch he's suspended from. Even if she knew magic would be good against it, she can't use hers anyway, and starts sawing away at the vines, with only minor success. They're thick enough that the sharp edge of her sword just slides right along them.]
... The hell're these things made of?