[ At least it's a little easy to see an orange flower in the nighttime and when she sees it blooming, she knows what's coming; this isn't her first run-in with the plant-jerks— but she's still dashing and her momentum is taking her straight toward the acidic blob and she exclaims with an expletive in Korean before she tries her hardest to leap and do a good old barrel roll to get out of its trajectory. ]
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