The Bull shark woman would be hauled up and out of the water with appearingly little effort on the plant's part, as only two additional vines diverted to bind her as they lifted her clear of the sea. Smoothly the vines carried the woman high over the heads of the rest of the crew, splashing a few with the trickle of sea water still dripping from the now trapped merfolk. The vine that had snagged her had wrapped around her wrists after she had tried to seize on of the vines to climb up onto the pontoon. It had quickly wrapped further down her arm(relative for him), while the second had wrapped around her mouth and neck several times, her sharp teeth biting into the vines with enough force to splinter oak, but having no effect on the practically metallic vines.  She tried to stab into the vines with her free arm, but the weapon wasn't particularly suited to cutting steel cable. The final vine wrapped around her knees, all three continuing to wrap tightly around the increasingly helpless woman.<br/><br/>Moving her smoothly along, the muffled and powerfully struggling woman was positioned over the trunk, his petal/lips rolling back to give her a good view of where she was heading. As a predator herself, she knew quite well what this plant intended for her, and her pride as said predator wouldn't allow her to go down without a fight! She heaved with as much might as she could, a superhuman effort by any human standard, but she barely budged the plants firm grip, trickles of blood dripping into his maw as her increasingly panicked struggles broke her own skin against his unyielding appendages. No matter what she did, the shark woman was lowered headfirst into the yawning opening, filling it much more than Wiska, his last meal, had. She managed a single word, "NO! N-MPH-PPPL-mmph..." as the vines released her mouth before it was submerged in the sticky sap of his digestive sack. The Trident was pulled from her grasp as she was pushed more and more into the plant, which bulged out with it's larger occupant quite visibly. The petals rolled closed with a sound that was unmistakably a burp of contentment.<br/><br/>"Ah!"<br/><br/>The amusing thing, or terrifying depending on one's perspective, was that Valspan didn't do any of this particularly quickly. It was all a smooth, deliberate process, as if the vines had performed such an action hundreds, even thousands of times before. 'Slow is smooth, smooth is fast' was a saying that perfectly encompassed his -not quite graceful- more efficient movements perfectly. His body shifted and rocked slightly with the powerful but ultimately doomed struggles of his occupant. Her very muffled screams could be heard from within the plant by those closest to him, her trident still held in one of his vines as the vines he had been dangling in the water pulled back to assess the situation as the shark folk began to crawl aboard their craft.<br/><br/>He looked around, black eyes focusing on the women amongst the attacking group, his vines splitting up and dividing into equal groups to reach for each simultaneously. He'd be dining well this month, and he wasn't even at the underwater city yet! To escape his vines they'd have to jump back into the water, and they seemed intent on fighting. Lucky him!<br/><br/>(Was the intent of this part to be captured? Valspan can be talked down fairly easily, and he can literally be walked away from, but in a straight up fight he's downright deadly. I also don't imagine Spectra or Astro-Girl to be particularly 'capture-able'. I can play to it if that's the plan, I'm just clarifying that at the moment I don't see Ol'Val losing this fight.)