Sen's massive fist, encased in its green shell, hurtled straight toward Kaguya's nose amid a piercing roar of wind and thunder. The air screamed under the crushing pressure. Kaguya's pale face turned livid, and she had no choice but to lash out with her white hair, wrapping it around Sen's arm like a whip. "You lowly, insolent thief! Even if I must perish with you today, I will never allow an inferior worm that crawled out of a mud pit to run wild over my head! Get away from me!"
"Fight to the bitter end? Sure thing. Stop dreaming, old hag. I'll fight those old bones of yours to the bitter end today. Until you become fertilizer for my tree farm, I'm not clocking out. Now get down!" Sen roared with laughter. The dense wood grain on his wrist shone green, and the flesh tightly constricted by her hair hissed with heat. Those white strands possessed an overwhelmingly powerful dissolving force, yet Sen used his origin life energy to keep himself firmly bonded to them.
The life essence surging from Sen's arm scalded Kaguya until she grimaced. She shrieked in disbelief, "How is this possible?! My sacred hair can dissolve every form of energy in this world! Why haven't you turned to ash, you wretched worm? Why is this cursed wood growing on my hair instead?!" Where her white hair cut deep into Sen's flesh, rows of tiny green branches actually followed her strands, burrowing into them like bloodsucking tubes.
"It's called following the trail, lady. What are you messing around here for instead of sleeping in the middle of the night? Your white hair's pretty good quality. It's soaked up all that meaty nourishment from the Ten-Tails' core, so it makes the perfect free, natural trellis for my vines.