[Charlie stops her retreat and watches Arya for a second before following.] Might want to watch your feet. It's sending things after them.
[Charlie, meanwhile, was keeping an eye on the vines creeping towards her own feet. Every once in a while, one would flare and recoil rapidly, shrinking from the flames that appeared on their leaves.]
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[Charlie, meanwhile, was keeping an eye on the vines creeping towards her own feet. Every once in a while, one would flare and recoil rapidly, shrinking from the flames that appeared on their leaves.]