Power up the remote blades so they can cut through the tendrils! (22 Power)

You and Keiko both yelled fiercely as you pumped more of your godly power into that strange weapon of hers, causing the blades to zip around faster and faster. The remaining tendrils began to fall away like useless weeds as the sword outpaced them... You then remembered something very fortunate. Although it was a ton of seeds, they were still limited in number... if Keiko could just keep cutting, eventually there would be none left to grow out and continue their attack on her!

"M-Mister Bungen... What should I do?" Shiryoku questioned, ceasing tapping upon her glasses to now clasp both hands onto her staff nervously.

"Don't stop filling orders, dammit! That's an order!" her god complained out loud, seeming to speed up his own clacking in response to Shiryoku's neglect of her own special glasses. "I expect you to win, Shiryoku. That's also an order...!"

With trembling legs, Shiryoku cried out louder and louder, commanding the plants dotting the arena. "Ensare! Ensnare! Ensnare!" she shouted, waving her staff back and forth in one arm while doing her best to continue tapping in trades and order verification on her glasses. "Ensnare... Ensnare...E-Ensnare! Eeiieee!"

Once she'd cut down nearly every tendril, Keiko made her way over to Shiryoku with an irritable scowl on her face. The elven priestess raised her staff to try and block Keiko's sword, but instead of cutting it that way, Keiko released the bits of her sword again... they went around her hands and her staff both, cutting away the BUNGEN brand sports gear that Shiryoku wore, before shooting back up and running between her eyes, severing the glasses that she wore. "Noooo!" the elf cried, stepping backwards as the judges reduced her to T1.

((Power +2))

((Faith +1))