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Deezerz O_____________O
What. Just. Happened.
Wide-eyed, Beverly stared at Cutty's outstretched hand which gripped his wand, which had just moments ago pierced through an ice ball. Not a snowball, but an ICE BALL. Had she sat up, Beverly was a million percent sure she'd have got knocked out and off the winged horse and onto the frozen lake. Just for a few seconds she turned just enough to look at Cutty.
He saved her.
Then, just as soon a second realization hit her. With a mixture of wonder and surprise shock, she said, "You could have skewered my head!" What if she HAD sat up? She'd have gotten hit by an ice ball AND skewered by Cutty Mordaunt's wand.
Still...Bevelry Wayne was secretly a tiny bit thankful Cutty Mordaunt had stopped that ice ball before it got her. Turning back around, she snapped back to focus and steered the Granian to the left to dodge an Aethonan, then urged it to go straight, and faster.
She'd thank him later. Maybe. If she remembered. Probably won't. She needed food.
Beverly Wayne was officially crazy. Se kept yelling things at Cutty, who was thrashing his wand around, almost turning Beverly and Marisol into human kabobs. And it was...awesome!
Their Granian thrashed around, and Mari almost swallowed a snowball the size of her fist. She deflected it with her left arm and winced as the hard, cold lump hit her harder than expected. The first year knew she could look forward to a pretty nasty bruise, but...
"It is good!" Mari whooped excitedly. She haphazardly waved her wand about, yelling,
"Evanesco! Evanesco! Take that, you snow of ball!" The Spaniard started to yell in her native language, but she didn't take notice of that. Snowballs tried to pelt them but epically failed. Beware the wrath of Cutty and Marisol Cruz!