On the way to Cactus Paradise, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled patches of light and shadow.
Hiroshi Nohara took big strides forward, frowning slightly as he muttered to himself, "Since these cacti are just plants, why can't we just set a fire and burn them all down?"
"Logically speaking, wouldn't a good fire solve the problem? Who knows, it might even be good for them!"
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