Moments later, however, the troll let out a gurgle, and threw both his hands to his neck. To Eilwy's momentary surprise, she saw a long vine wrapping around his throat, seemingly of its own accord
The nymphs! They were using the forest as a weapon!
The troll's grip on Eilwy's leg weakened, and suddenly he was yanked off his feet and onto his back, clawing at the vine that was slowly choking him, his slick erection pointing to the sky.
Suddenly free, and very unsteady, Eilwy lurched to her feet. She knew the nymphs hadn't done this for her benefit. Sure enough, another bunch of vines were sliding through the clearing to capture her too!
Standing unsteadily, naked but for her boots, feeling soiled and exhausted, Eilwy desperately tried to recall a spell. |