[ there's no time to bicker with takumi, nor question the fact that owain's sword is mopping up blood more efficiently than an actual mop. there's also no time to scrutinize the mandrakes racing over at them. at least elise can protect herself, while leo rushes to takumi's side to parry off wiry roots that extend in takumi's direction. ]

They're mandrakes, [ says leo, slicing the nearest mandrake in two while a partial ice barrier forms on his left side to block off an attack - he's becoming a target now after aggro-ing, which probably lightens takumi's load a little, but only a little. ]

I've read about them. They're magical sentient plants, and they have a terrible voice capable of stunning and knocking you out.

[ as if on cue, the mandrakes are getting more restless, with high pitched screeches growing louder in volume. might want to cover your ears? ]