[center] [h3] Marksman [/h3][/center]
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With a disgusted sound, she closed her fingers around the child's face, tight enough to shut the mouth and pull at the skin.
[I]"Persequere!"[/I] [b] Pursue![/b]

Eyes snapping close, the laughing growing distorted to her. Liz felt like she was flying, the forest trees flying past before she settled on a clearing nearly a half mile into the woods. There the children were appearing before her eyes, and the laughing was coming from her mouth.

Releasing the child, Liz opened her eyes, the laughing having stopped.

"I know where to go. North, maybe five minutes if we walk fast. I don't care if you follow, but I'm going to go save my sister from... Whatever this thing is," Liz said in a subdued voice. "But...I could really use help."

With a quick sleep spell on the child, Liz turned and took off into the forest in the same direction Chef had.
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As she neared the clearing she had seen, she slowed to a stop. Above her was the mean one. "You actually going to help me this time?" She called up to him. "Because of you this thing has my sister. It's threatened us and her."