The Long Path to Vengeance

"Achoo!" Erin sneezed as the lamia slithered through a verdant field. "Oh, nothing is ever just pleasant with you, is it? Here, I thought this would be a nice, casual walk through a quaint piece of nature but, no. Apparently, these 'allergies' you speak of mean I must- achoo!" 

"You're even blaming pollen on me now? Damn. I really have gotten stronger." 

Neve walked beside her with a little smirk, the healer's eyes glued to the ground. 

It had taken a short while to get used to that, but ever since Ahlakan had joined her, Neve tried to make it a habit. Any one of the countless flowers nearby could, in fact, be something Ahlakan could use.