All that Amy could do was to quickly crawl backwards to where all the girls were grouped together, having been rounded up like sheep, and wait for what would happen next.
And what happened next was not what she expected. Clary stepped forward to Aron and complained about them destroying her phone and that her master would make them pay for it. There were times when Clary should not talk, and this was one of them.
Amy looked away as Aron struck Clary to the ground, and from the force he used, Amy knew she would not be getting up again. The bastard could have just flicked her away with no more than a finger, but no, he chose to kill her for daring to speak to him!
Anger began to make her blood boil, but Amy forced it back down to the depths of her being, where it reluctantly stayed. She k
