As the last bit of the mist began to clear, Aveline could see a pair of massive black cocoons that writhed and pulsed. She looked back at Sylvra and yelled.
"Get away from here! This isn't something you can handle anymore!"
'Dammit. Two of them? This is stupidly dangerous.'
As Aveline began to get closer, Naname appeared at her side. Her eyes were gleaming dangerously.
"Aveline, no matter what, if you see those cocoon types... let them finish. They radiate a poisonous aura as well as have the chance to kill the host if opened prematurely."
Naname raised her hands, something similar to the dark aura of the cocoon began to appear.
"Sap."
The dark orbs within her hands sent countless thin tendrils into both cocoons.
"That's Desv and his and his apprentice, Feno. An odd pair, yet they are both competent and strong."
Aveline began to let her power grow. The Champion Mark's of the Aquarians and Terrarians began to gleam with a fierce light.
"I'll defeat them. Naname, stay back and stay safe. They may attack you since you've betrayed them."
Naname returned to a small black sphere, floating out of eyesight. While she vanished, Aveline allowed her Dryad Queen form to take shape, this time with her weapons present.
The long vine gloves and heels, ending with a thorn, formed and covered her extremities as the beautiful ivy colored dress flowed around her body. Her Lily Wisp crown appeared, enjoying the breeze as did her beautiful vine green hair. Her deep green eyes traced the cocoons as her chakram began to glow with the same light. They unfurled, becoming a pair of five meter long thorny whips. At the base, Lily Wisps bloomed.
"So, is this gonna be easy?"
Immediately, she flung the whips out. They wrapped the cocoons, extending maddeningly as they wrapped numerous times.
"Succumb to my poison."
A yellow mist began to infect the cocoons, seeping into the small protrusions left by the thorns, cracking it slightly.
"I wish bastards like you would leave me and my loved ones alone. Do we truly have to be harassed every other week by one of you?"
She clenched her weapons tighter as she glared at the slowly cracking cocoons. They suddenly erupted open, leaving similar beings standing bound within her whips.
"You bitch. Desv will not tolerate your antics! Master?"
Desv stood where Alpho had, his deep crimson eyes gleaming as he flexed within the vine whip. He grunted, slowly succumbing to the mist Aveline had left behind.
"You're much weaker out here, Desv. My nightmare was pretty alarming, but this... you're a joke."
The whips tightened around the two men.
"So tell me. Are you the reason Sylvra's brother acts that way? Are you why she's so scared?"
He grinned, sharp teeth lining his mouth. He beast like voice began to flow out.
"She was easy prey. Delectable in her sleep. I've had her so often, she fears her brother deeply. I just find it sad I never tasted her in reality."
The whips tightened again.
"Why are you all so horrid? You all either beat on someone, or attempt to defile their body. You disgust me."
Aveline ripped the whips from their bodies, almost comically spinning them until they fell to the ground. Aveline couldn't sing this time, as no trees were nearby, but she quickly wrapped the whips around their legs and began to flail them around. Using wind magic, she kept up a near impossible to hear through wind barrier, keeping many away from the ensuing... massacre?
Aveline smiled as she continued to damage the corrupted beings. Before long, she clutched her face.
"This isn't right. Why would I..."
She released her face, glaring at the two smiling creatures. Breathing heavily, she looked down at a small blade piercing her ribcage.
"So... nightmares reality. Hallucinations then. Dammit."
She slumped to her knees, the dagger leaking a small black puddle beneath her. She ripped it out, tossing it away. A soft light glew from her hand, healing the gash.
"Cheap tactic."
Aveline quickly scratched her hand before she returned to her feet, her eyes meeting Desv. Immediately, she raises vines around herself, flailing them wildly. She looked at her hand, noticing that the cut was already gone.
'Don't look at his eyes then.'
The cut reappeared, giving her some insight into his power. Activated by his eyes, anything he knows of will be modified. Hence, as he believed Aveline was unharmed, he sealed the cut on her palm.
'How the hell do I beat someone like this?'