The woman gasps in pain, and then shrieks as a very angry bunny lays into her neck, pushing herself back a step... just in time for you to call upon the magic of the paradise flower, to make the very earth itself rise up in an attempt to trap her! Vines and brush spread thick, as they had against the giant gnoll aberration... but this girl is much quicker, and the scimitar in her hand flickers through the night air to sever any vines that get too close.<br/><br/>Of course, by the time she's defended herself, it's too late... the brush is thick all around her, and you've got your tyrannosaurus-skull sword in hand.<br/><br/>"Y...you killed the guardian?!" The woman's eyes narrow in a mix of surprise and uncertainty. "How... no, never mind. You don't want your stuff stolen, don't fall asleep in a thief's back yard. Now, let me pass!" the woman snaps a finger on her left hand, and the air hums with energy as a dagger of force appears in her now-clenched fist. "I'm not lookin' to shed blood here tonight. Yours or mine..." ((readied actions))