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[color=steelblue]"Thomas!?"[/color] Rudolph said with a look of disbelief as the young man burst from the back of their carriage, makeshift firebomb in hand. Fire burned a number of the newer aggressive flora but soon even the young man was overwhelmed by an unseen vine. Things were looking pretty grim for the group of impromptu adventurers, but fate smiled on them. Shina was reinvigorated by a fiery passion and was a flurry of cuts and slashes. One being able to free his arm. Just in time to hear the dragoness call to dispel the magic. True enough, there was no reason to maintain the illusion now that they were in active combat for the denizens of the Thousand Year Old Forest to see. With a quick cutting motion with his free hand, he dispelled the polymorphic magic affecting them and once again they were in their old selves. [color=steelblue]"Polymorphic magic down! Go wild!"[/color] He said before incinerating the vine trying to stab his neck. Their jig was up and the only thing they could do now is fight through the forest and hope that Thaddeus was still keeping Nemnon and the rest of the wild elves' attention on him.