Chapter 150 Gathering Petals

Compared to the Bloodvine, the Moonvine really put up a good fight.

Tiny, delicate flowers nestled at the base of its broad leaves, scattered yet forming a patch. The tender green mixed with faint purple, and under the slowly brightening sky, it looked full of life.

Maeve leaned in for a closer look. The ivy stood there, almost as if it was showing off.

But as soon as Maeve stepped back, it perked