Aluren didn’t make a sound of surprise as he caught sight of what was happening behind him. Violet eyes narrowed as his sword was held with both hands, the edge pointing to the ground as he took an offensive stance. Hearing isalisk’s words only frustrated him at this moment but wasted little time for his swing.<br/><br/>The  wooden creatures continued to pull themselves free, root-like bindings tore, leaving small buffs of dust in their wake as if they actually lived off of the tree, absorbing its life. A shaking limb attempted to stretch outward and toward the dragoness, thorns and gnarled fingers slowly stretching as if ready to grasp… until the limbs flew up into the air as they were severed by the powerful swing. The beasts looked to the dark sky, howling terribly that would vibrate ones eardrums in the otherwise silent woods. All around them the trees groaned, more of the deformed bodies pulling themselves free, bark  showering over them as the forms dropped to the ground all around them, preparing their slow approach“ Come on!” He’d call out to Isalisk before his sword completed its movement with a downward swing that lodged his sword in the head of one of the creatures, seemingly ending its life then and there with black blood running down its mangled face.<br/><br/>Another creature drew near from behind Isalisk, silent in its approach as limbs stretched outwards in hopes to grasp her. Their numbers seemed endless, each tumorous growth coming to life from behind them silently fell to the ground. They were all shaped differently, some even wearing what looked to have been armor, though everything was covered in a thick bark from head to toe, perhaps cursed humans that were lost in this realm.