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The girl who dreams on the back of a giant space turtle.
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A moment of clarity.

The searing pain stopped after what felt like an eternity, only to be replaced by aching muscles and a weight on Isabel's back. It was almost certainly Asha, trying to... wrestle her? Get the final blow? She didn't know, all she did know is that she had an annoyance to eliminate.

Isabel forced herself upwards with all the might of her arms and legs, relieving the weight on her back. Scrambling to her feet, Isabel's bag and halberd fell to the floor next to her as she made sense of the situation she had been thrown into. Lily was cowering. Someone else was shouting Asha's name. Her sword was too far away to immediately reach. The halberd was too entangled with her bag to use. The sickle was sitting next to Asha.

Most importantly, Asha was still on the ground, trying to get up.

Isabel ran over and kicked Asha full force in the side of her head, returning her to her prone position.

"I was just going to leave, you know. You didn't have to do this." Isabel reached down and took hold of a handful of Asha's hair, yanking the girl up and backward. "Honestly, I never even thought I would see you again. I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to keep you away."

She slammed Asha's head into the hallway wall. "Deep down, even after our last meeting, I still thought you were a friend."

Isabel reached down and grabbed the handle of the sickle with an iron grip, full of rage, her hand still pressing Asha's face to the wall. "...But I guess we never really were friends, huh?"

She readied the sickle for the finishing blow, Asha's face contorted in pain. "Now you're just another mistake that I have to correct."
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