"If we guard their rear lines," says Shump, still pointing at the fleeing plants, "we'll be getting ourselves to safety as well. I hate to run from a good fight, but this is going to get ugly fast."
Extending his limbs, he springs into the air, leaping towards the retreating plants. "Come on!" he yells, waving the others forward.
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