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AmbiguouslyMe 
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Merlin's fuzzy slippers, did that doll just speak. Surely it couldn't have, but never-the-less, Thornton had taken a step back and unholstered his wand, because the porcelain creepiness had stood.
"Good joke," Thornton looked around, still assuming that there must be a person. "Nice work on your animation spells... but it's enough now..."
He was not taking his eye off the doll, though. In case it jumped on his face or something...
It was silly of the human to think his wand would make a difference.
But enough was enough, wasn't it? She had everything she needed.
Without any warning, the porcelain doll exploded into tons of tiny, little pieces. Nothing was on fire, but as the doll became a mere pule of broken porcelain, a strong gust of wind burst forth, whipping into Thornton with the strength of an animal, enough to knock him backwards.
Two glass eyeballs rolled towards the door of the bathroom.