A blast of magic

Aaralon knew he had seconds to do something drastic. He closed his eyes and focused his concentration.

...

...

"Aaralon! Aaralon!" It was Camila's voice. Slowly, painfully and with much confusion Aaralon opened his eyes.

Camila was naked and leaning over him. He was naked. The Whispering Woods had gone. Aaralon squeezed his eyes shut and tried to concentrate again.

"Aaralon!" Camila's voice insisted again, "Stay with me. Come on, open your eyes and sit up..."

His head hurt but Aaralon tried to do as instructed. He popped his eyes open again. Camila's naked body was gorgeous. Gorgeous and marked from the vines, covered in red stripes and lashes. Her breasts hung near his face. The naked sorceress reached around behind him and tried to help him up. Aaralon was aware of her flesh on his and the fact that the Whispering Woods hadn't really gone.

As Aaralon sat up and looked around he saw the new extend of the clearing. He and Camila sat naked in a scorched and burnt circle. Many metres away the blackened trees of the Whispering Wood began again.

Camila spoke again, "Aaralon, you unleashed an incredible amount of magic. I have never seen anyone with so much raw power. You saved me. You saved us. But you killed everything near us - including thus lust vines, thankfully."

Aaralon blinked again. He couldn't think. "I.. I... did?" His head hurt. "Uh? What should we do?"