"I said not to light the part we saw on fire, that would have just made it angry!" Twilight hollers as she summons power for a fire spell of her own.

The mandrake flinches as the first of the flames strike its root-body, letting out a screech like nails on a chalkboard. More root-tendrils grow rapidly upward with the intent of snagging the annoying meat-beasts that are trying to cook it.