When the hole formed in the ground underneath the minotaur and Kurbur fell in, Thothor held up his hands and shouted "Cease your attacks!" Everyone did, even though Gwil was enraged at this, and both siblings whirled to face each other even as loud thuds and roaring could be heard from the deep depression. "That was not necessary Gwil, and you know this! I know you do not approve of his being here, but we are not trying to kill him, merely teach him a lesson! Your thirst for violence is wearing on me! Look what you've done, you've angered him beyond belief! Now there's no telling what he'll do!" he shouted at her.
Gwilwilethneth clenched her fists angrily and yelled right back at him. "Look what he did to the tree, Thothor! You can't possibly condone that! He deserved it!" the nymph fumed.
"And what brought all this on anyway, hmm??" her brother questioned. Gwil froze and then hung her head a little, before looking back up again. "Look, I apologize brother, I didn't mean to anger him! I just didn't think--"
"You never think Gwil, that is the problem! You just act without thinking of all the consequences! What exactly did you do to make him that way?"
The nymph sighed, and glanced around her at the others. The trees had stopped and were wandering around aimlessly, apparently waiting for a command on what to do next. Lastor and Fleur were simply shaking their heads, amazed. "I--I might have dumped ice water on him with my magic while he was sleeping." she said quietly. "But he was snoring so loudly, I could not stand to listen to that racket any longer!" Gwil said in defense. Talon was quiet, not uttering a sound while Twinkle merely flapped her wings in the air.
Her brother sighed and shook his head wearily. "What am I to do with you sister?" The pounds, thuds and roars could still be heard as Kurbur attempted to get out. He was still a moment, thinking, and glanced into the hole briefly spotting the pissed off minotaur. "Let us just hope he calms down soon. You've done quite enough, Gwil, really!" Shaking his head still, Thothor glanced towards the hole again before looking at his sister. "I am to stay here and watch the both of you now!"
"What about the tree?" Fleur asked him quietly. Thothor glanced at it, saddened. "I do not know at this point." he replied. The felled tree would have to be worried over later. Right now there were bigger problems to deal with. "I cannot really blame him for what he did if you angered him sister. You are also at fault here."
Sighing, he commanded the treants to transform back to their dormant selves which they did without complaint. Just then, a sharp object came flying out of the hole and hit Gwil without warning. It was a dagger. Gwil's hands went to her side as the weapon embedded itself in her flesh, and she cried out in pain falling to the ground as she did so, hands clutching the wound, blood pouring out.
"Gwil!" everyone cried out, alarmed and they rushed over to her side, her animal companions also going to her.