"How?" Shock fell upon her features as her arms slumped, vines coiling around her and holding her in place. Red hair flushed over her face and eyes as she stared, realizing that she was completely outclassed against the creature of ages old. "Just ..." Held still by the hand on her throat, it seemed as though she was still resisting, but really, her legs had ceased fighting against the vines, as well as the fact that her dagger was flushed out of her hand.