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Oh. Merlin. No.
Raiden reached forward, past Noel, and grabbed Fletcher's shoulder, not even daring to breathe as he gave a short tug to stop him. Which wasn't needed, because Fletcher had stopped himself.
"It... petrifies you. By looking at you or touching you or... breathing on you." Raiden's face had dropped a shade. "Should... we should..." He looked at the weasel. "We should conjure a few more of these, I think. And when we go round the corner... set them loose on the thing."
The weasel could likely attack the rooster if they were let go at the same time.
"I have mine..." he held the circular thing forward, palm flat. "We could duplicate them... it's supposed to petrify itself if... like Medusa..."
He was getting a bit flustered. Worry was rising in his chest like icy water; what if one of them got caught by it? What if it got out? What if... what if. |