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Planes you will NO LONGER...!"
"Ravel, calm yourself, there's no NEED for this..."
"You have forgotten your PLACE, HALF-man. Humility is in order. Attend me,
my pets!" she crooned, making a twisting motion of her hand. The soil
trembled beneath our feet, the walls writhed with animalistic life. The
pungent scent of rotting vegetation and damp moss grew thick in the air,
and in an eruption of soil Ravel's tree minions came to her aid.
"Trigits..." I said quietly, suddenly knowing their name. Ravel may have been
their master, but I now shared her power. I could feel the pulse of sap along
the walls, the curve of each wood fiber. Each branch, each twisting, could be
mine to command if I could just focus...
"Gather to me..." I intoned, in my hoarse gutteral voice, attempting the
same twisting motion with my hand. With that same thrumming, that same
shudder of soil and rot, three more trigits pulled themselves from the soil, at
my command.
Ravel cackled, "Need you more PROOF, sweet manling, that you and I were
meant to be together?!"
Branch crashed on branch and vine tangled vine. The air was filled with the
sound of splintering wood and flakes of falling leaves. I felt the air hum with
Ravel's power as she raised her hands, and a shield of violet-black nettles
curled around her, and my bolts of force crashed impotently against her
shield.
"Take care of the trigits!" I cried to the others, "I'm moving forward!"
The witch's mad cackling pounded in my ears, and lightning cracked down
on the enemy trigits. Fall-From-Grace's incantations had taken on a deadly
edge, and now her powers were channeled towards combat. The shock was
enough for me to get in close to Ravel...
With a flick of Ravel's claw, a mass of thorny brambles burst from the earth
and encircled my leg, their barbs carving deep into the bone and holding me
in place. I howled in pain, like a wolf caught in a bear trap, writhing on the
ground and trying to pull my leg free. Held fast, my hand hacked away at the
bone as much as I could, desperately trying to sever my leg to free myself
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