Alright, time to go for an all out attack! [Man, he hasn't gotten to say that in awhile. It feels good. Never one for caution he goes charging in, leaving his chair behind and focusing on protecting the makeshift torch. Nico must be doin' somethin' right because he makes it to the bush in one piece only to encounter his first problem; most of the leaves are still wet from Percy's attack. Crap.
While he stands there stumped for a second the vines make their move. He can feel one wrap around his leg while two more grab his free arm. No time to waste then. He dives forward, trusting the torch in among the roots and hoping its dry enough there for it to work. He doesn't get a chance to see if it catches fire because the bush really doesn't like that and starts thrashing around wildly, yanking him off his feet and flinging him across the clearing where he smacks into a tree and then hits the ground, too dizzy and winded to tell what's going on. Hopefully Nico's on it 'cause he's down for the count.]