(Yea, cool. ^-^)
Clara stumbled along beside the rest, wondering where they were going, not really resisting like the others. She sat quietly as the boss locked them in a different room.
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Ritsa pulled against the leash, suddenly gnawing on it as she resisted. "Let me go!" She muttered, growling. She growled again, but just an irritated murmur came from her. "What the heck was that about..." She muttered, her tail lashing behind her.
"But suddenly something fragile snapped inside the pale girl, and the witch that had been so brittle yet whole, decided to set a fire that even her herself could not hope to put out."