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"Get out of my head!" she slurred.

"Don't touch me." "Aw come one babe lets have a little fun." He grabbed her arm. She spun, gripping his hand tightly and ripping it from her person. His eyes widened, and he pulled away. She frowned, letting him go and turning around, but stopped. Her eyes, glowing a horrible red, reflecting back at her in the glass of the store. They faded back to black, and she rose her hands to her mouth, suppressing a sob.

"Stop it!" she ripped him from her head, pushing him away physically and collapsing to her knees. Mediele stabbed her side with a knife. "What the hell!?" she growled.

"I won't let you hurt him anymore!"
"Hurt... him?" she turned from Mediele to Serae, who had tripped over Spyrth. "I hurt him? Me?" she looked down at her ground.
Serae and Mini sent glares to each other over the field.
She choked on the idea and held her hand to her mouth. She forced her eyes closed, took a deep breath, and looked up with a hard glare in her eye. She pushed Mediele away from her and ripped the knife out of her leg. It healed instantly. She went for Spyrth, and pulled him up into her arms. He wasn't outwardly bruised, but he was choking on air. "Damn you," she muttered under her breath, settling on her butt with him on her shoulder. "You'll get through this, just don't give in, yeah?"