Mael could feel the beast within Tyger waking, coming forward. Suddenly, she felt a surge of energy course through her as the beast's spirit seemed to pass through her own. She woke with a start, falling off of Tyger's arm and landing heavily on the floor of the tunnel. Her body felt rejuvenated, and the leaves covering her were brilliant greens and purples and blues. She stood up, not noticing at first where they were or what was happening. "It is night still? But I feel warm, like the sun. It's near, something warm." She shuddered. She could feel death around her, and something foul was in the air. She frowned. She could feel Tyger, but she could feel something else too, something like him but without the life. She turned suddenly, and for the first time noticed the rat creatures. Her eyes widened and she felt sick looking upon them. They were monsters, born of the same magic of the earth as Tyger, but twisted by the same magics that could make the dead walk. "No no no!" She yelled, shaking her head. "Such foul things cannot exist! I can't allow it, I won't!" Her face was a mix of fear and rage. She could feel it in them, the same magic that was poisoning her home was running through these beasts. The plants that made up her body grew in response to her anger, vines and thorns growing on her as she screamed at them.