The deafening boom drowned the chaos of the rioting crowd, and as the pale green glow washed over them, they all turned their eyes to the rising green flames, a hint of recognition shattering the veil clouding their minds.
A massive log dropped to the ground with an audible thud, followed by the sharp clang of the heavy tank. Swallowed by the flames, the giant tree-man swayed and staggered, falling to one knee as if sapped of all his strength. He remained motionless for a moment then raised his head and roared.
He raised what remained of his severed right arm. Even as the fire ate at it, veins sprouted out and quickly took the shape of a new limb. Clenching the newly formed fingers, the tree-man brought his fist down and pierced the ground at his feet. Roots erupted from his surroundings, twisting and swirling as they closed in on the burning giant, instantly enveloping him in a thick cocoon.
