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Moeasha had immediately let up the bands of water. As Azerus fell under the hair, Moeasha took all the water she had been using and dunked it upon the woman, soaking the hair down to the roots. Grinning, Moeasha began to manipulate the water in the woman's hair, tying it up in knots and tangles, around the woman herself, and then finally anchoring it to a tree. She giggled as she surveyed the woman, then turned to the last two. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Your bands, they are similar to what was on the tendrils......were the tendrils made of hair as well?" [/color]Moeasha respected the planning of the wizards, but it couldn't be ignored that they were using their powers combined to harm the village and defenseless citizens. [color=7ea7d8]"It is wizards like you that make those villagers hate us all! You are solving nothing!"[/color]