Gilfred watched his two adversaries approach, his grip on Clarent tightening, fighting one had been taxing and the prospect of fighting two of the things at this point didn't appeal to him that much. He barely caught sight of the seeds as the flew, his view being restricted by the armor, only really seeing them as they started to grow. His gaze shifted from the Vygorns to the plants as they swelled in size, he silently wondered what their exact purpose was, as he had never seen any plants like them. Then after a moment they bloomed and his questions were answered. 

The smell hit his senses full force like a freight train, though thankfuly he was far enough away that the effects were mitigated and not as bad as the two, who were now vomiting and what appeared to him to be writhing on the ground. Blinking through the tears, taking breaths only when he absolutely needed to, and keeping a firm grip on his sword, Gilfred slowly made his way back to Thema. As he retreated his armor slowly began to dissipate, leaving only the gauntlets once more. As he approached the plant elemental he loosened his grip on Clarent, but kept his eyes on the downed Vygorns. "We should probably head out now, you go ahead and take lead." He said, a hint of tiredness creeping into his voice "Also, thanks." he stopped to give Thema a slight grin before turning his attention back to the Vygorns.