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Liz reacted quickly as the boy came flying at him. Apparently he was called Chef? That was a quirky name. And the lizard was... Dragon? Kur? 

But now wasn't the time to think. Slapping a hand onto her shoulder, she quickly called out [I]"Velocius movere!"[/I] (Latin for Move Faster)

In a blur of movement, Liz moved from where she'd been to the next roof over, raising her bow and touching her thumb to the mark on her index finger as she aimed. [I]"Movere intendunt!"[/I] (Latin for Moving Aim)

She released the arrow, quickly firing two more which glowed a bright white, and watched as they didn't fly straight, but rather seemed to hone in on the boy as he flew towards the roof.

She wasn't aiming to kill or injure, of course, but to pin him by his pants to the roof.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER!?" she screamed again, her focus entirely on the boy.