Kyle watched as the elf sorceress disappeared in a tangle of vines. She didn't even stand up from where he'd thrown her, the vines just grew up from the ground around her body. At first he thought she was escaping, which would have been perfectly fine with him. He was determined not to be a pushover, but he wasn't bloodthirsty or a battle maniac. Having a powerful enemy run away would have been great. But that moment of hesitation gave her time to complete her spell, and the vines just grew up and up and up until the tangled mass settled into the form of an enormous woman.

It was vaguely in Sylvanandra's shape, towering over the trees. The feminine shape had no mouth, just a pair of eyes that streamed shadowy smoke. The same smoke streamed from every crack, every place the vines weren't flush against each other.

"You know, I could see this turning into a new fetish."

Evan's voice. Kyle turned to greet his friend, but that reunion was immediately run over by another. Jenny tackled him, hugging him tight.

"You're okay!" She said happily.

"So are you!" Kyle laughed, hugging her back.

"Another guy might feel a little insulted," Evan said. "You know, you know a guy all his life and the first hot genie he meets you're suddenly second fiddle. Ah who am I kidding, I'd do the same giant fist!"

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They all jumped out of the way of Sylvanandra's giant descending fist. It crashed into the earth, kicking up dust and debris. The elf had chosen to not politely wait for them to finish their reunion and had attacked while they were talking. Kyle wondered idly when jumping out of the way of earth shattering attacks had become so easy and normal for him. At the same time it occurred to him that having the warm, soft body of a genie pressed against his side had also become normal for him, and he decided it was a pretty good tradeoff.

When they landed, Trevor was already waiting for them.

"Hi. I'm here too."

"Thanks," Evan said. "We're a big group it can get easy to lose track."

"Still missing Tanya, Ammeline, Goldie, and Betty."

"Noted. Now what do we do?"

"Keep hitting her until she stops moving," Kyle said.

"Which would be easier if we had fire magic," Jenny shook her head. "But none of us actually use..."

A beam of fire roared through the air and drilled a hole through the giant's wooden arm. Betty and Goldie ran out of the trees, accompanied by a tiger sized Moonlight flickering with flame, a small red horned woman floating in the air, and an extremely put out looking duck.

"Or Betty could have leaned fire magic since we last saw her."

"I have accessed the power of my lust," Betty said in a monotone. "To fire that last beam, I pictured Trevor with his leg bent over--"

"Please no," Trevor said.

"Anyway I am glad you're all alive," Betty said.

"Ahahahahahahaha! I am alive as well!"

Ammeline ran from the treeline, her sword at her hip and a tree held over her head. She swung the tree in an arc and it shattered against the giant's knee, making Sylvanandra fall to one knee.

"Alright!" Kyle said. "We can hurt it!"

"I actually can't," Goldie pointed out.

"Why not go try and free the old man?" Evan gestured to the imprisoning dome of vines and branches. "And hey, I'm glad to see you."

"Uh yeah," Goldie said. "You too. I'll go see what I can do about Dr. Myrden."

"Stronger than I thought," Sylvanandra laughed, climbing to her feet. "That's been the theme today. But I can still kill you all!"

"We can take her!" Kyle said. "Evan, why are you laughing?"

"I'm just thinking," Evan giggled. "Big scary monster, all of us lined up..of this was a TV show that's where we'd end the episode."