There was a low throb from the ground beneath their feet even as magic rose to an intensity that seemed to buzz over their skin.  Everything was reacting to it, flowers bloomed, the grass grew, scents and colors seemed to grow stronger.  The pixies became more frenetic for all their unsteadiness.  The appointed guardians wobbled up and down as their wings blurred with the effort, their containers held awkwardly in the tiny hands.<br/><br/>Several fluttered forward even as the chieftaness took a long slow draw on Parne's crown, getting the first lick of its magic for herself.  Others moved in at her action and for a moment she bared her teeth, but then resumed her efforts on Parne's cock, allowing them to near to gather it like nectar from the flower of his essence.  One drop fell to the ground and disappeared from sight into the grassy base.<br/><br/>Tara felt the pulse within the earth, and it uncannily reminded her of her own more personal experiences.  Though she was trying to do something to break this spell, now she felt under the influence of something greater than just the pixies' enchantments.  It was as if something more primal was reacting and using all of them to that effect.<br/><br/>