"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Andres pushed for his team to hurry, "We need to go"!
Leira's unit wasn't concerned with attacking. Their arms waved like madmen as they raced against one another to kill Andres' crew.
Mimi was the last to run as a means to play rear tank. Something yanked her foot. She fell to the grass and saw that it was some of them that reached up to wrap her legs. They tangled and braided to strengthen their bind. the friction dug down into Mimi's skin, wearing it away the more she struggled.
A spear came down, stabbing into her chest. It wasn't fatal, thus enabling her to ignore it while cutting off the binding grass with her cleaver and calling for Andres.
More grass was sticking and grabbing her. Andres pulled the spear out of her and deflected another. An axe was thrown at him. He blocked and grabbed it with no problem. But the army was too close. The grass beneath him was grabbing up and stabbing at his feet.