"Steph, what the fuck..." Claire breathes out, focusing on the magic and on controlling her plant abominations. Pulling them away from the blonde, she has them focus on gripping and disabling the wraiths with their vines and shadows.
"...don't just bum rush into the middle them! Christ, Stephanie, are you trying to die?!"
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"...don't just bum rush into the middle them! Christ, Stephanie, are you trying to die?!"