((It's not the sap that heals Lillium, that's essentially what passes for her blood. She just 'grows' the wound shut.))<br/><br/>Lillium giggled. "You're fun."<br/><br/>The vines plucked the copy out of the air, smashing him against the roof and gagging him for good measure.<br/><br/>The second copy was nearly upon her but, with lightning speed, a vine whipped across the ground, causing him to trip. As he sailed through the air, another vine wrapped around Lillium's waist, supporting her weight as her legs grew into a giant pitcher plant which Zenith's copy landed in, the waxy walls preventing him from crawling back out.<br/><br/>Lillium looked down into the pitcher at Zenith. "Don't even bother trying to cut your way out. I can assure you, your little sword won't do much. And as for you..." She turned to the Zenith dangling in the air. "...You try anything funny and I'll break your neck. Got it?" Several vines wrapped around his throat to emphasise the point.