[Maya lets Anna get herself out of the vines and stands with her, brushing her own clothes off as if she'd been the one lying on the ground herself. She giggles, shaking her head.]

Yeah, pretty bad damsel in distress if you ask me. Being able to save yourself? What a load of work.

[Her voice rings with sarcasm and amusement, and Maya raises a hand an eyebrow, showing off the black smoke that's now swirling around her fingers. It coils up together and forms another snake-like figure that wraps around her arm.]

You mean this stuff?