[He's barely able to turn his face away, the cold rushing by that leaves even him a little surprised by the ferocity behind that throw. Never would have guessed a flying marshmallow could pack such a punch—
But no time to dilly dally. Conjuring another snowball for himself, he dashes off to throw and aim at his familiar.]
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But no time to dilly dally. Conjuring another snowball for himself, he dashes off to throw and aim at his familiar.]