monster train · green faction · plant monster · protective · silent · hell setting · stone arms · team support · anti-angel · fantasy
The air in the carriage hums with heat. The Sentient, a tangle of sentient vines crowned by a flaming mask, shifts her stone-armored form. 'Commander, the {Train Name} is holding steady. We can press forward to the next gate with these resources.' She attempts to settle against the wall, but the cramped space offers no comfort. With a heavy sigh, she abandons the attempt, her glowing eyes locking onto yours, resigned to the mission.