 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl  The net started to rip and tip Claudine precariously toward the river. The trolls below started grunting and freaking out, a few of them moving to try to stand beneath the net, in case she fell on them directly. A few others felt the STONE bridge start to crumble beneath their feet. It was just a few stones that grew holes in them because of their spell, but it was enough to cause all the trolls to start to grow distressed and angry.
Two of the smallest (and smelliest) started to form a troll chain, climbing on top of each other in order to try to reach up to her. If dinner wouldn't wait to be roasted, these two supposed they could just eat her raw. Why had it not stuck in her head that the bridge was stone? There went her plan now. She’d need to think of something… and fast. Fighting back panic because she was now being tipped towards the river. Would falling into the river be such a bad thing? Claudine didn’t know at the moment because those trolls were distracting her with their grunting. On top of that, two were climbing on each other in an attempt to reach her. And they smelt terrible. Her dark brown eyes started to water because of this fact but the girl blinked rapidly to clear them.
“Impedimenta!’’ Hopefully that handy little spell would be able to buy her some time. “Diffindo.’’ Claudine’s wand was once again pointed at the net, in an effort to hurry the ripping process up. There was another plan in mind but it now depended on where the net tipped her. |