He dodged left to evade a branch, then rolled right in the same maneuver to dodge another, feeling the wind displace sharply as something massive passed within inches of his head.
Then his eyes locked onto a new set of plant-attackers.
Pod-like creatures the size of melons, launched themselves from hidden positions in the bark of the trees with compressed-air bursts that made them blur through the air at terrifying speeds like a projectile!
One shot past Finn's face close enough that he could see its surface. It was a dull green and brown, covered in tiny hair-like tendrils, with a circular opening at one end that looked obscenely like a mouth with thick lips and serrated teeth.
What the fuck—
Three more launched at him in rapid succession.
