Kaiba gets better at dodging with practice, though even he's disoriented by the complete crumbling of the illusion. The red surrounds them, a color of anger.

What's wrong can be clearly seen. He hesitates, but still feels drawn to push back the vines. He pours what little power he has into freeing the 'tree'.

"Whatever it is...I think it's working." He still tries to pump out ice as he works, but splitting focus is tough.