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“What the hell!” the redhead screamed as he tried to run away from us.
Devon charged into the redhead’s path, grasping his sword in one hand while slipping his other hand into his pocket.
“Devon, watch out!” I shouted as the redhead reached into his own pocket. I leapt forward, ready to tackle the redhead rather than let him use bone magic on my best friend.
Devon was faster. He whipped a purple, sparkly water g*n from his pocket and sprayed the redhead’s feet.
“Ahh!” The redhead screamed as he toppled forward, his shoes suddenly stuck to the ground with grayish-green goo.
“What?” I stumbled to a stop, staring down at the redhead.
“Stay away from me!” The redhead lifted his hand.
Devon squirted the redhead’s fist, covering it with goo.
“What is this stuff?” The redhead tried to
