[Jean-Paul feels the compulsion tingling in his mind an instant before Rachel pushes it out. He has always been weak to telepathic intrusions, so it's lucky he has a teammate here today who can watch his back...for now. He begins to zoom around Twoey, striking out at every vine within reach]
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You. [Punch.] Do. [Punch.] Not. [Punch.] Touch. [Punch.] My. [Punch.] Friends.
[At the speeds he travelling, and with his body's enhanced durability, each hit that connects is like an axe blow.]