"Always," he puffs, a wide smile, a promise, before he's up on his feet and breaking into a run around Taiki and the equaliser. The vines are coming in from the same direction, curling around the camp as they can - but that means they can't thrash at him as easy (or so he hopes), coming in at their body.

His sword appears as he jumps at one of the roots, thick as a tree trunk, but just as dense. From somewhere inside the camp and easier for Taiki to hear, there's a thrash in response, the end of a vine lifting, knocking into something.

But there's more than just one or two vines, and even where Tidus is, more are coming from where the distortion is - one seeming to rush at him, as if it sees him, and Tidus has to jump back.