Harm was glad she'd started composing the blast shield and when the white flame spread out, it hit her makeshift shield with force. She could feel it buckling and she herself screamed, the sonic force of her own cry the only thing that protected her as the wall crashed down onto her. She fell to the ground but was, mostly, unscathed.
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