"Fuck!" Eddy yells, strong grip on Armani's hand jerking him along with him. Two noodle legs brace against either side of the passage, and he pushes backwards with all his strength in a fight against his ascent.

If the vines are strong enough to lift him, he can't take any chances. He releases his hold on Armani and his hands now scramble for anything sharp and loose hanging from the walls.