It would never repeat itself

Her guards cast their strongest spell; flashes of fire, ice, thunder, and arrows light up the forest, the sounds exploding throughout the forest.

The vines shrieked, some turning to ashes but another replacing it in an instant. Elora noticed their attack was no use, and as time passed, they would all die.

Her expression grew unusually calm as she gently set Thorn down.

Thorn sensed something was wrong and grasped her hands from moving forward but Elora gently removed his hand and walked out of the fire circle.

''Your majesty! Don't!'' they screamed, their body moving to stop her but froze in place at her glance.

Elora turned to the vines, moving madly to swallow her, and a sigh left her lips, carrying with it a white mist, 'So I'll be using this power in a human body.' The rest watched as the vine swallowed Elora; Thorn's eyes widened, his hands sinking to the ground and he stumbled as he stood.