A faint, shimmery power filled the air, falling like fairy dust. In flitted a small creature with large, colorful wings, spreading the powder throughout the room. As it touched the each occupant, they ceased all movement, with the exception of the Victoreebel. As the breathtaking glittery powder floated to the ground, the winged creature drifted to Victoreebel.
"There's no way they can get away this time." Beautifly whispered, her voice like silk. As she spoke, her long, elegant mouth unfolded from it's signature curl. The hunger in her dazzling blue eyes was pronounced.