(Eh. Different meanings. My meaning is for metaphysics.)
It was all peaceful, until something strange happened, like an Alice in Wonderland sort of thing, only gorier. Trees started to surround the Sages, when they came onto the planet. Roots came out of the ground, wrapping up sages. These roots have enough strength to pull the bodies apart into two, as well as literally squeezing necks off. These trees are naturally resistant to magic, around 10%. Some roots even pulled down some Sages. The ground opened up, ready to pull the Sages in.
More and more gaps have been made. In fact, there is a gap surrounding the Sages. The trees, which are past the gap, are starting to push the Sages towards the center. (This is not Sparta.) Grass began to grow so thick and tall, that you can't see a foot in front of you, making it easy to walk into the hole.
Tree branches reached out and grabbed some of the Sages, with the strength to squeeze them enough to bloody pulps.
A voice roared, "Who dares to walk on me?!" The voice is strong enough to quake the ground, making Sages lose their balance, disorientating them. Then, 5 distinct holes appeared on the ground. Two of them resembled eyes, two resembled nostrils, and the largest, which resembled a moth. It opened wide, and started to have the Sages fall in.