The tree spirit, holding Alyon, turned to Fraya and looked at her with curiosity. It lifted it's arm towards the trees and gently let go of the human, just as the vines began to wrap themselves around one of the branches. Alyon hung there upside down unable to do much other than watch what was about to unfold.

[b]"And what sort of creature are you to be travelling with a wretched human?"[/b] it spoke with a gravely, judgemental tone. It stepped towards Fraya, close enough to be towering over the girl while also gently lighting up the front of her face from the spiritual flame inside it's body. [b]"Do you too want to take the Stone of Blight from the cursed land?"[/b]

While the two were confronting each other, Alyon reached around and grab her hunter's knife. Using as much strength as possible she lifted her body up and reached towards the branch in order to grab it. As she held on, she placed the edge of the knife onto the vine that was extending down towards her leg and began to run the blade back and forth over the soft, woody surface.

The vine broke and the bottom of her body fell limp as she held onto the branch. Using the remainder of her strength she pulled herself up onto the branch and rested against the trunk of the tree before gently unwrapping the paralysing tentacle that had grabbed a hold of her earlier that evening. All she had to do now was wait for the feeling to return to her leg.