It's difficult to coordinate this many people in a fight. Especially in a situation like Kyle and his friends find themselves in, where everyone has highly individual powers and no experience coordinating. So nobody even tried, they just poured onto the gigantic tree woman form Sylvanandra had taken. As had been a theme all battle, they did much better than she'd expected.

One of the advantages of their highly individualized powers was that they fell into roles almost immediately, just because it was the best use of their powers available. Kyle and Trevor gravitated towards the legs, smashing and crashing through the wood. Evan jumped and darted around, smashing wood everywhere he could reach. Moonlight did the same in his fiery tiger form. Jenny and Betty stayed back, Jenny firing her magical beams and Betty directing the new creature she'd summoned to pepper the monster with bolts of fire. What was up with that thing anyway? It looked like a tiny burning porn star...nope, better not to ask with Betty.

"Ammeline!" Kyle called out. "Have you got another tree?"

"No!" Ammeline says, pulling her fencing sword. "But I'm going up! I'm going to find her and stab her in the face!"

"She didn't even say..." Evan began, but Ammeline cut him off.

"Ahahahaha! A new legend will be born! The princess heroine! Jacqueline the Giant Killer!"

"Yeah that," Evan sighed. "I should have known not to hope."

Ammeline and Evan both began using their enhanced bodies to dart and leap up the giant's side, while Kyle and Trevor worked at her legs. It was an incredible display of magical combat ability, especially from people who had only learned about magic a short while ago. But it simply wasn't enough.

First of all, their lack of coordination showed. Powerful and talented individually, they weren't working well as a group. Evan and Ammeline frequently had to duck out of the way to avoid being hit by stray ranged attacks from Betty and Jenny, interfering with their own attempts to injure the giant. And second...even weakened, their opponent was just that much better than they were. More powerful still than all the duplicates they'd fought behind, and more experienced.

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At first the giant barely fought back, just flailed and stomped around. There was something strange about how it moved, almost like it was afraid to hurt Goldie and Doctor Myrden, but just as Kyle was starting to think that and follow the path of logic down which it led, Sylvanandra laughed. And unleashed her real attack.

The giant had been a trick. A trap. Once most of them were fully engaged with it, the vines and branches that made it up reached out and grabbed them. It was like fighting a bucket of tar. Their blows sunk into it, the vines wrapped around them, and even though they fought they were pulled inside. The only one relatively safe was midnight, because he was partly made of fire...but now that the trap was sprung the vines tossed him away as easily as they now deflected Betty and Jenny's attacks.

Kyle cursed himself for an idiot. He'd felt so noble and heroic standing up to the giant. He'd had "Crimson Bow and Arrow" playing in the back of his head. She'd counted on that. She'd given them a big monster to fight, which should have been the first sign. Forest and shadow, those were her specialties. Not Kaiju. He was still arguing with the part of him that wanted to just give up when the cavalry arrived.

Or maybe the florists. It took Kyle a moment to understand what he was seeing.

Tanya stood at the edge of the forest clearing, panting and bloody, her arm outstretched. She had just cast the same flower spell she'd shown them before, but she had done it from inside Sylvanandra's titanic tree woman form. A bouquet of crazy colored flowers the size of telephone poles erupted from the monster's chest...right where Sylvanandra had been inside it. She flew from inside the creature screaming and cursing.

"What the fuck!? Where even were you? This is bullshit, I'll-"

She never got to finish what she was going to say. All of them had been released from the bonds of the grasping vines, but Kyle had moved fastest, crouching down and leaping with every ounce of strength he had in him. He shot into the air and his fist met Sylvanandra's with an audible crack, sending her tumbling backwards through the air bleeding from her mouth.

He let out a triumphant scream as she began to plummet towards the ground.