Dealing with Thugs

"Excuse me?"

There had been a crowd blocking her way through, forming like a sort of wall of curious chitter-chatter about who knows what. The Witch Doll had arrived into the village, her magic tracking led her here to a town she was unfamiliar with. Didn't get out much, I admit, but still seeing so many people outside meant something was going on.

Well the source she was tracking was on the other side of the street so...

"Hey, excuse me! Move!"

Pushing man and woman aside, she paused to find a wall of vines had formed in the middle of the road, blocking the path. What the hell?

"Crazy, ain't it?" A peasant woman with an accent muttered next to her. "Some monster lady came in and did this not so long ago."

"Monster lady?" Xitlaly asked with a raised eye. "She the one responsible for this?" That was impressive, this wasn't even a display of magic, she couldn't feel any trace of it on here. Whoever did this was a natural tree hugger.

The lady shook her head, seemingly around her 30s it seemed. "Ay, monster girl come in on our village, began doing this things with plants and went on her way, she be somewhere past these vines but good luck getting through. We try cutting em and they whip ya back like they got a mind of 'heir own."

"That so?" The Witch doll smiled before clapping her hands together. "Everybody stand back!" They did so, and one latin chant later she pushed a wide purple gust of wind onto the vines, flattening them into the road. The crowd around her gasped, impressed with some rather shocked at the display of magic.

"Wait a minute, you a witch?" The woman went and asked.

Xitlaly smiled. "Did the hat give me away? Listen, I can tell whoever did this is close so I suggest you and everyone else step back."

"Someone already went after the guards, don't know when but should be coming along soon."

"Good." Stepping over the collapsed roots, the doll burrowed her gaze towards the flowershop ahead. The signal is radiating from within, she could make out a woman past a crushed in door with a club bargaining it seemed. Must be her, the Monster Girl behind this. She found her gal.

"Hey!"

The crowd of hooded men turned around and noticed the dryad quickly approaching them. She seemed in a mood and not to be trifled with.

"Are you bastards the ones behind this sickening blight on my forest?"

"Lady, walk away before you hurt yourself." One of the hoodlums responded back, seemingly brushing her off and turning back to the shop. He shouldn't of done that.

Suddenly the ground under his feet shook, and hundreds of tiny roots broke through rock and hugged his boots firmly, extending and growing up to his ankles, knees, and so on. The other men looked surprised as their ally was slowly getting squeezed from the ground he stood on, his entire body soon wrapped by roots leaving him immobile.

"What the fuck!? Get this off me!"

One man ran towards him with a small knife in hand, getting to work on freeing his friend. The others now had their undivided attention towards the Dryad before them. They were weilding weapons it seemed, blades, knives and clubs. Henchmen without a doubt, the big cheese must be inside the store.

Sans glared at the men angrily, flexing her hand in turn squeezing the poor man making him groan in pain. "First rule in the wild, never turn your back on a predator!"

The men in front of the store took notice of a pretty woman wearing a witches hat approaching them. One nudged the other before snickering, she could care less. "Where's your staff babe? Don't you wizards need a staff with that?"

Xitlaly raised her hat, widening her sight as her eyes scanned over this man. Didn't seem to be a local from here according to his ethnicity, in fact all of these men weren't from here. So, newcomers?

"You guys behind that orange crap?"

"What?"

"Don't play ignorant, I know what's going on in there!"

These thugs then began to circle around her, with a growing crowd of onlookers forming around the front of this shop. Xitlaly tensed, rehearsing several chants in her head just in case.

"If that's true then you know you shouldn't be around here. Look, you seem like a pretty thing," A man behind her began, reaching for her arm. "So we'll give you a warning, walk away and pretend nothi-"

Suddenly the girl spun around, placing the palm of her hand against his chest. A surge of wind coated in this electrifying glow propelled him meters away, slamming his back against the opposite store and crushing through the glass window. Xitlaly turned to see the other men, shocked and extremely cautious.

"Holy fuck, she's a god damn witch!"

Xitlaly smiled, clasping her palms together to emit a bright aura surrounding her hands. "What gave it away?"