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It was very sudden. The bangs outside. The yelps of pain. The knocked down door. Professor Schmoe, Paralta and Recard were standing triumphant, wands in hand and a steely determination shining across their pale faces.
Yoyo did not share the excitement nor the relief of her fellow hostages. She was angry, and she looked to Paralta with derision as the Professor smilingly offered their stolen wands. How dare they should up now, now when they were all so miserably sure this was their new normal- now after Kale, Moose and Minjae had been taken away for ages, and ages.
Now, when they could act as heroes.
Her heart hurt. She took her wand, her much thinner and paler hand wrapping around the familiar handle with a vice grip. No one would ever take magic away from her again. "What's happening?" She simply asked, echoing PB's more manic words. If this was the beginning of a fight, Yoyo was ready. |