"What's--" Hearing Yuffie call out, Sparks looked down to see his own feet getting entangled. "Oh no you don't--" He calls out to his moogle to switch into his Job's armor, complete with robot fists. He quickly puts them on and grabbed the vines, wrenching them off before they got any further up his legs.

"Everyone, off the field!" Once he managed to free himself, the marshal darted over to Yuffie to help her out.