"Rete!" Ghede Masaka took a step. The plants under his feel cracked and shattered. He yelped and jumped back. He dropped his bag. A small, tubular piece of flesh crawled out. It slithered along the frozen ground towards Harry.
Eric tugged as he could feel the vines grow cold. He heard them crack but his muscles trembled. With blood loss, he felt his strength wane. He closed his eyes. He shook his head.