'Use. Shield. Charm. Next. Time.' Grace swore under her breath. She was about to give up when... Aha! A tricky idea popped up in her head. If she couldn't hex Lyra with this too, she didn't know how else. She quickly hid under the dummy, dropping all her efforts to get out. "I think... Ooh my neck!" she shouted under it, her voice muffled a little. Her voice sounded she was really injured. And it was partly true, her neck did ache a bit, along with her limbs and she wasn't even counting the wetness! So yeah, she wasn't lying at all. But this didn't prevent her thinking evil spells.