...That may be the corniest line I've ever heard. [...Says the guy whose past life gave a monologue about men being miserable little piles of secrets.]

Don't attack the spirit herself. We have a plan that may be able to save her, but it relies on timing and precision.

[Having said his piece, Soma adds his own bindings into the mix - thick, prehensile vines erupt from the ground around the tree's roots, wrapping around them and physically tying them down.]