As Foxglove inched closer to the massive boulder, it grew even more humongous. It jutted down to the ground to block the path. The space between the rock and the dirt was small enough for an ant only.

"This thing is determined to block our path. If we could only fly over this thing." growled Grills. He turned around in frustration and paced away from the rock, which shrunk just slightly back to a just hug size.