Glamor.
A white flower appeared from behind the man, as the Queen was sprouted out, in an adorable appearance. As if she just woke up. Laughing that my attack didn't seem to do much, I only took the time, to go on the defensive. She seemed to be in sync with this flower, linked at mind, a partner in crime. But I would have to end that fairly soon. Just then petals dispatched from the head of the plant. The encircled me with a fanatic attempt of harm.
"I find it deeply hilarious that you think your silly attacks will even scratch me. Is this all you can manage?"
They danced a dance of death, as the pointed towards my neck. I found it strange, that she seemed to have a lust for flowers and blood. What an abnormal human. Either way, a similar technique was processed. A large aura of invisible energy scrambled amongst my body, and in command, it released, contacting the flowers. Simply, the flew elsewhere, a place he didn't care for. The were in fact, just petals. I chuckled as this women seemed to be full of herself.
The Queen was that of a familar pattern. Teleport, to defend, and use petty attacks as an offensive. Sooner or later she would have to "switch" things up a bit. As the dome of metal still stood tall, I released the pressure that was given in the first place. Swaying my hands in awkwards gestures, the metal transformed into small spinning discs. Each given the same sharpness, that the petals were found with. With complete control over this material, I pressed each foward. The discs were manipulated to follow her movements and he would make sure that would go through as planned.