Tyra casts Dispel Magic

”Dontcha fuckin’ dare!” Tyra struggles and wrestles with the vines wrapped around her arms, before a wave of divine energy is released from her holy symbol, rippling across the room in a cascade of light. As soon as it passes, the vines slacken and begin to fall limply to the floor. Tyra gets suddenly released, but narrowly manages to land on her feet, though needing to steady herself against the floor with one hand to prevent a tumble.

”Wretched plants. Never trust green stuff.”

“-So you always say..” Diana replies, as she kicks off a bunch of the lifeless vines from her leg. As she does so, her pants immediately plummet down to her knees and with a blush she quickly bends over to pull them back up.

“Wretched things cost me a Dispel Magic use. Now I got {if Tyra’s dispel magic uses left: > 0}only{endif} {Tyra’s dispel magic uses left:} left.”