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Liz looked around as the van shuddered from an impact, and a good thing too. Moments later the hulking mass of the lizard was coming towards the van, and she'd barely had a chance to avoid being crushed as the thing tipped over, jumping high and landing on the now flipped over van's side next to the lizard's head.

She was annoyed. First that rude boy gets angry over her help. Then her perch gets destroyed, and a window in her house blew out.

.... Wait, what? Liz stared in disbelief as four kids ran off with her sister.

Disbelief turned to shock. Shock turned to anger.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TAKING MY SISTER, YOU FREAKING POSSESSED BRATS!" She yelled, giving chase. 

As she ran she fired her bow nigh constantly, aiming to severely hinder every child in her way. Aiming for shoulders and thighs she fired, inadvertantly possibly helping everyone at once.

Once she cleared the sidewalk and chaos she pulled back her bow to full draw, releasing an arrow that should strike one of the children carrying her sister in the spine. She released a growl upon letting the arrow fly, bolting after the group before it had a chance to connect.

They were not getting her sister again, not even over Liz's dead body.