Your hand catches the vine-draped fey right in the sternum, and the magic bursts from your flesh to hers... but she doesn't seem to be phased. If anything, she actually seems amused!<br/><br/>"Ssssilly sssummer-worshiper... Those little bedssspells are not going to take down one of Winter'ssss knightsss. Essspecially when I wasss jussst fed sssso well by your friendsss!"<br/><br/>As if to prove her point, she shakes Mr. Fluffles off as if he were a fly, and springs into action herself, the bramble-covered vines all over her body whipping to life in a frenzy of action. You manage to evade two of the strikes fairly easily, thankfully... but two of the vines lash across your belly and thighs, raising stinging welts in their wake... (-8 and 6 HP- pre DR- respectively). She's<em>fast!</em><br/>