[His sword hand gets entangled and he grabs a vine directly, thorns and all, finds the life in it and snuffs it out. The locusts weaken a second, which falls off of him. Unnatural frost creeps across the ground.
Arthas casts a wider net: they're all alive, these vines, or they're mimicking life. Trying to find and stifle each life individually is a terrible and inefficient use of power. He's just going to keep chopping and infecting them.]
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Date: 2014-09-09 02:44 pm (UTC)Arthas casts a wider net: they're all alive, these vines, or they're mimicking life. Trying to find and stifle each life individually is a terrible and inefficient use of power. He's just going to keep chopping and infecting them.]