The blood is a shock to see, and for a moment Celty wonders if her aim had been off, an anxious look cast after Ami. But the girl's moving- and on two legs, though one looks injured and it's clear as to what from as that she spies that bit of vine still hanging off. Ami's out of harm's way- so she hopes, and Celty turns to face the vines that have shown their...faces? This is a strange day.

Her scythe is good for long, broad sweeps, but while she can slice through many at once, it still leaves her open before she can bring it around again on a backswing. Some of the vines get past her guard, curling around her leg. The shadow making up her suit is sturdy enough for taking any spills but she's never anticipated having to worry about blood-sucking vines. Pain lances through her leg- and strangely she does bleed, though her body's regeneration is near instantaneous. Not that it makes it any less painful. She swings out again, but the sound of something else's entrance distracts her.

What-?! The strange creatures surge past her and instantly she knows what they're after. No! she thinks, turning with a desperate swing, finding herself unable to follow through as another vine wraps about her arm.

Ami..!