STUPID FRIGGIN' ...

Cameron continued to swear loudly in Welsh. What now? The plant - even despite the fire - seemed to if anything find it fun to send pointy, hurty spikes at her. How kind of it. She scowled. She needed to kill it.

Kneeling, she maintained her shield - counterly trying to maintain her balance. This was a lot more difficult that she would've thought. A lot more difficult. The thing about magical plants was that they weren't charmed to act weird - they just did. Wasn't like she could just whip out a massive Finite Incantatem and save herself.

Dang.

But.. she could cut it. Do some heavy pruning? Diffindo against a giant, thorn-throwing tree? "Diffindo.." But her heart wasn't in it. She didnt' really think that would work.
It wasn't a small bush - it was GIANT. "Reducto!" She shouted, at the oncoming thorns.

She needed to get out - and soon. The longer she stood on this ledge, the more likely it was that one of these stupid spike things would hit her. The ledge was small, slippery and while casting her spells, she was both vulnerable and open to attack. She didn't fancy one of those ultra hot thorns hitting her.

"Reducio!" She shouted at the plant, with a small smile. If it was little, it might be easier? "Congringo! Bombardus Maxima!" And then blast it.

But in a cave..? Maybe she hadn't thought that one through..