Hazel kept repeating the prayer over and over in her mind, wishing she could remember the rest of it. High stress levels always made her forgetful, and she hated it. It was one of the biggest problems she would face if she managed to open a restaurant.

[i]When! When[/i] she managed to open one. She would not allow herself to be fatalistic about this whole situation, no matter how easy it would be.

Hazel saw the Tartok going for Courtney. She tried to push herself to the right to get in it's way, holding the eagle up to interrupt its path. Her speed wasn't her best ability, though, and she hoped she would make it in time.