Your first strike manages to cleave through a gap in the the fey's living vines, eliciting a roar of pain- and pleasure?- from the winter knight... but it doesn't seem quite enough to slow her down. Hell, she barely seems scratched by Mr. Fluffles' vicious assault, and the wound from your sword is already starting to heal!<br/><br/>"You and your little flaming sssword..." The faerie woman sneers, advancing as her vines lash through the air around you... and now they seem to be picking up the pace, three lashes breaking through your guard as she advances. "You are in the land of Ice, ssssummer worssshiper..."<br/><br/>((-10 HP, after DR))