Seeing the sudden fear on the bandit, Marva too felt that there was something very wrong going on.
Marva got off her horse and came before the bandit as she pointed her needle like sword at him, "What are you hiding?"
"I- I- I…" The guy stammered in the face of pain and didn't know how to respond.
Seeing his friend like that, the other bandits tried to help him.
"We're just worried that the boss already knows that we betrayed him. The boss is quite sensitive about such matters and would kill us immediately." The guy said with great acting.
"Tch!" Marva couldn't discern whether the guy was lying or not.
But Velma was.
The vines suddenly grew thorns as they slowly impale the bandits, making them scream.
"ARghhh!"
"I know you're lying."
"Bu- But… we're no- Argh… I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I won't do it again." The bandit cried as he felt the many small but sharp thorns pick into him.
"Tell us why you won't get in the base?" Velma asked.
