Snippet #2761874

It happened fast. One moment she was holding the girl hostage, looking at the monster across an area of twenty feet. The next thing she knew, she was staring directly into it's toxic green eyes while falling back, before roots surrounded her, crushing her bones as a scream of pain tore through her throat. She saw it, the monster's weapon had blood dripping down it's blade, and on the ground she saw her own arm. She was terrified, her arm was gone, both she and her sisters in arms were being crushed to death by tree roots, and from the look in it's eyes, the monster was purposely keeping them alive to suffer.

The woman thought it was the end, until the girl, the very one she was keeping hostage, got the beast's attention. From what she was hearing, the girl was trying to get it to release them. This girl, she should run and save herself! Did she not see what that monster did!? But to her shock, the roots loosened, before the man haters and her sisters were placed on the ground. Pain quickly replaced the feeling of relief as one of the roots dug into where her are once was. Looking at it, she saw the root transform into a replica of her, now severed, arm. Looking back to the monster, his weapon was back in it's sleeping state, and his skin human looking again, as his green eyes bored into her, "Be thankful that the lass is more forgivin' than I."