Swooping in, Sparks grabs Ashelia by the wrist and pulls her away from the vines. It won't be a comfortable ride, but he quickly gets her out of immediate danger, and sets her down a few yards away, near Ales. It was probably only a matter of time until it caught up to her and the others, though, so Sparks needed to do something, fast.

Oh, right. Magic. Sparks often forgets that's even a thing he can do now, since he recently gained a fire spell. However, it requires him to get up close and personal with the vines, instead of safely taking care of them from the air while on his rocket horse.

He really missed his guns.

Sparks tells Mercury to stay in the air, and take off with Ales and Ashelia if need be. Grumbling to himself, he jumps down and casts Flame Tongue, his robot fists alighting with magical fire. He stares at it for a moment.

"...Weird."

Hopefully it would work. Sparks dashed forth towards the shrieking plant, aiming a flaming punch towards the thickest vine he could spot.