Just as Lovinia was preparing to slit the man's throat, the scene unfolding was interrupted by none other than Benjamin Crowley himself. A hint of a smirk tugging at her lips, she wrenched free of the man's grasp. She watched as he opened his mouth to say something, his face purple with rage, but then suddenly he [i]wasn't there[/i]. The goddess took a quick step back as the ground moulded and formed around the man, muffling his terrified cries. 

She marvelled at the scene for a moment before her eyes darted round to find the culprit, an excited grin plastered atop her face. As her gaze landed on both Benjamin and the little girl, she advanced forward. The girl's change into a dryad caused her to hesitate for a second before skipping over, now even more gleeful. "That was [i]wonderful[/i]!" She announced, clapping her hands together as if at a show of sorts. Though her actions betrayed nothing but excitement, there was a voice screaming at her from the back of her head to stay away, to not get involved. But, as per usual, she ignored the voice. 

[@Forsythe][@Lord Zee]