[b][i]Zephyr[/i][/b]

Zephyr quickly shifted to the side to avoid being hit by a vine only to feel the sting against the back of his head from another one. He groaned. But Zensei was still trapped, which was good. With a sharp movement of his hands he brought more vines up around the pixie and against the wall, securing the bonds. He walked to the pixie, a sharp-toothed grin on his face, and stopped a safe, but short distance away. [i]"I'm sure if you formally yield we'll be able to walk out of here right now. What say you?"[/i] if the pixie yielded, that would be that. A short, challenging fight, although he would never admit that to anyone. If he somehow managed to get free, Zephyr would be deeply impressed. To prepare for the possibility he stepped back and grew two large plants that were rather similar to Venus Flytraps. If they caught the tiny creature he'd have no choice but to yield quickly before they started to digest him.