In concept. [ And that’s what it seems to be at play in Quarantine, too.
Another vine bites the dust, and Gamora spins to go after a flower preparing more of that thick acid. She slices through it before it can spit like the others, though the pooling, colored acid makes its own seared hole in the ground. ]
Is now truly the time for a lesson?
[ Because though the vines seem to be thinning, they’re still plentiful, and there’s still work to be done. ]
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Another vine bites the dust, and Gamora spins to go after a flower preparing more of that thick acid. She slices through it before it can spit like the others, though the pooling, colored acid makes its own seared hole in the ground. ]
Is now truly the time for a lesson?
[ Because though the vines seem to be thinning, they’re still plentiful, and there’s still work to be done. ]