Yes, nailed it!
[Error, countermeasure cannot be performed due to low vividity.]
Park had eaten his way through the surprisingly sweet, crushed bases of the menacingly named Death Stars that littered the path beyond where Lily stood and where she did,
"The same guy who got spooked by a talking cat not...,"
She beckoned Gionne as he came picking her up from where she was, cradling her gently with great care for her affliction.
"...so long ago,"
"..."
"... I think you'll have to get that checked,"
"... Big boy's right, my entire leg's feeling like a popsicle,"
"And while you're gone, I can fill up your quest book for you," he unfurled his hand eagerly waiting for the subject to be home within his reach.
"...,"
The book was bathed in ethereal green as Park furiously scribbled down all the tasks that the duo graciously gave him to do.
"So, you've said ten out of ten jars for you...,"
He turned to look at Ripha who was still disturbed by the greenery around them, it was as if they were screaming at him, he was pulled out of it,
"Hey, you want me to help you too?"
"You're even sweating,"
Meanwhile on the other end, someone's question was answered, as she guided her "throne" towards the warbled voices beyond the green veil, she emerged through,
"Good...,"
"!"
"... just the people I was looking for. The big one and the two come with me, I have something I need the two of you to really help me with, you can let him help you, since he looks like he does...,"
Madam Velena pinched a petal, an act beckoning her over beyond the veil as she completed Karina's prior statement,
"... and plus, you lot love the library...,"
Do they keep tabs...?
"... the green always sees,"
"Therefore...,"
"If I may...,"
"I'll heal her, don't worry,"
"..."
"WELL! It looks like we all have our things to do, mostly me, so I'll go ahead and start up on them while you go and do your stuff, I'll see you all later and please move quick,"
He patted Ripha's back,
"Something needless might happen if you don't,"
Park ducked under the thick padded leaves before him, disappearing into the embrace of the various hues of colors beyond.
"... he had no reason to look that cool... anyway,"
"...,"
He was still within earshot as the gate thrummed, boy was he happy they were gone. And the first thing he did?
Is the window ready?
[...]
And the second thing he did?
"Have we met before?"
"..."
[Congratulations! The second plant, Iron Weed has been recorded within the second Puzzle Piece. Additional external information boosts Its vaguely returning memories. Mastery has increased, 0.0050 --- 0.0100.]
[Resistance has increased.]
[The Law of the Print is in effect.]
"Oh my! You, too!"
[Congratulations...]
[Resistance has...]
[The Law...]
"... DO NOT...,"
The wind picked speed and in seconds the oddly shaped herb in his hand was gone,
"... EAT THAT!"
Look who cares.
"Why did you think of doing something so stupid!"
For the eleventh time.
"This is now the eleventh time! If you want to show off your ability, do it in Mrs. Karina's presence not me. We can't afford to be one man down when they're...,"
"... here! take it!"
Sarou reached for the ball-like leaves according to prior knowledge that he had about everything to do with the herb's specific biology,
"Now tell him how poisonous it is,"
"... Uh...,"
"I'm sorry? uh?"
"Ahem... I... It's very poisonous, v... very...,"
"..."
"..."
"Ok, it's just paralytic, mildly...,"
"... sorry, did a bad job."
"Ugh, just take your books out,"
"Right, so its name is the lyne ball. It has its one and only defense mechanism where it shoots forth a dark cloud of pollen that temporarily paralyzes the victim whilst simultaneously looking for means to propagate, if possible. Means being if the victim is a bearer of mana. If he or she then is, it shortly accesses the victim's mana pool via his or her various channels...,"
Aluri could feel Seiza's eyes burning through him,
"... where it calmly sits and nurtures itself within. Once the victim regains their senses, the severity of the propagation could almost immediately be in effect according to the purity that one's mana pool has. The poorer the quality, the more severe the effects could be, in the poorest of conditions, some don't even wake up after prior paralysis has occurred and if one by some miracle does, then they can only lie still and wait as they slowly waste away. Note that they latch onto impurities floating in one's mana pool to convert the prey's mana into their own nutrition and don't think you can just circulate the impurities out, they will fight back causing constrictions during cultivation causing energy backflow which in turn in very severe cases causes death...,"
My hand is getting tired.
"...Symptoms are similar to one who is sleep-deprived, and the treatment can only be capable in the hands of elves or intelligent kin who have been in tune with their nature for long periods of time i.e. Dragons, Demons or Angels. Once more note that the first 'if possible' term used states that humans are safe as they bear no pool, and if they do, the chances of severity being higher to them is more likely than to supernatural beings although there exists a sect that has found its way around it, as the technique that they use to accumulate energy confuses the ingested Lyne ball's pollens to instead eat the impurities, causing their energy to burn through the confused agents. Salzure is the name of this sect."
"...,"
"Yay, we are done!"
"... therefore...,"
"?"
"... the end,"
Aluri beamed as he closed his book,
"Now we have five more pages left to go,"
how quick his face dropped.
"Here take it,"
His book landed in the puddle, slightly streaking his cheek. The forcefully fed contents violently shook him, not even Y'ggrah's miracle seeds could help him nor his abilities. The disturbed bunch walked away laughing at the poor boy's expense, others mimicking his rough purges as he poured his guts out after ingesting the half-eaten, blue, dotted leaf. He could feel his consciousness slowly but surely slip from his grasp as the group progressively blurred out in the distance.
"..."
Please take care of him for me.
Soundlessly, before his arm had even the chance to collapse, a blur claimed him. Not even one member looked back, the perfect steal.
"..."
Brock interrupted Baxter's tempered advance, pushing away the leaves with his abled vines. It was the third time now and he wondered if his prior warning had not yet settled, better yet even made it through the redhead's surprisingly thick skull. Baxter turned around to check in on their "secretary" and how happy would he be if something was to be wrong with his assignment.
The "secretary" shifted his broken lenses hiding his battered visage beneath the book indicating that he had only three more pages left before his nightmare would be over,
"Tsk!"
"...," they watched over silently as he picked himself up from the ground behind them,
"You know better than to get left behind, Good-for-nothing, also how far..."
"We're here."
"... Imagine if he died, kekeke!"
They had rounded up the scared flock at the base of one of the extensive trees near them and on the ground, a heap of writhing bodies trying to combat the devilish effects of the herbs that they had, dished out for testing. Brock's crew coldly stood by as Grey Eye pried open a new victim's mouth wide open, forcefully shoving fresh hell into them. Blackhand was with a pen in hand, ready to note down what fun thing this new herb did. Baxter liked the show; he nodded in approval as the black and white leaf began to sing its song. Beautiful chords of shouts and groans filled the entirety of their surrounding with a bit of whimper in between. This demonic group's writer got to work,
"Black veins and white tears... noted,"
Grey Eye picked up the successful guinea pig and placed him next to all their other successes.
"Liking our work so far?"
He looked around for a bit, then finally onto the pile,
"... it's colorful."