Clarisse feels her breathing stutter in her chest. There's a fuzzy, barely there memory of her own voice pleading for Bella to take her spear. Before. Before she... ]
I'll take your wand. [ She closes her fingers around the wand and pulls it gently from Luna's grasp. ] But I'm not leaving you.
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Clarisse feels her breathing stutter in her chest. There's a fuzzy, barely there memory of her own voice pleading for Bella to take her spear. Before. Before she... ]
I'll take your wand. [ She closes her fingers around the wand and pulls it gently from Luna's grasp. ] But I'm not leaving you.