Trouble, Eilwy's luck has been bad enough already

Eilwy almost wished the troll had been active enough after fucking her to help her, serve as a distraction at the very least. Finding nymphs in the woods was troublesome, and while she at least could defend herself, it did little to help her find those two little bitches that had taken her things.

"Ohh, scarey! What will you do, get fucked again?" The giggling continued, and more acorns came. Unfortunately for the nymph, they had threw enough acorns at her to at least partially give away one's position, and ice exited her hand, striking a nearby tree. A little girl came out, suddenly wounded and surprised. The result was instant, the spell on Gorge weakened, and the troll began to recover from the vines, as Eilwy continued the spell, trapping the nymph in ice.

"Thats one of you bitches, going to leave you with that damn troll now, hope you like being on the recieving end this time!" Eilwy growled, just waiting for a chance at the other one. This one hadn't been the one to take her clothes, and the giggling was only allowing the powerful enchantress to home in on the other one.