Elisa shook her head, before grabbing the stick, it suddenly seemed larger, thicker and the Minotaur felt massive vines wrap around his legs, others coming from the nearby trees as they moved to take him and squeeze him so he couldn't move a muscle. "I do not wish to kill you Minotaur, but you must leave these woods. Perhaps.. there is something I could.. do for you?", she asked softly, she stared at his muscled chest, his scars.. a soft shudder ran through her as she stared at him. She always had that around dangerous men.. that's why her people abandoned her, she couldn't really protect the woods since she well.. she liked to get fucked by the bandits.. but they did stop raiding!