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[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180515/97caacbceeb199a2a729638f0625a511.png[/img][hr][/center][indent]Abram sat in awe as he watched Claire work her own little magic. He was astounded by the sight of her changing the biology of her hands into smaller, child-like ones to slip out of the ropes, something that was strangely cool yet also a bit odd to see. He knew she said to play it off like he wasn't being untied, but Abe couldn't help but show a bit of surprise at the quick thinking of the auror.

[color=3A5057]"I don't think they're watching,"[/color] Abram finally said. [color=3A5057]"When I was being taken out, it didn't seem like they were. They dragged me to a room pretty far. I think we're in some kind of warehouse."[/color]

Feeling the freedom of the ropes being off, Abram flashed a smile and another playful wink, with his spirits on the rise thanks to Claire's amazing efforts. Next would be his turn in whatever plan they were concocting, but he needed new players in before he could actually start.

[color=3A5057]"Claire,"[/color] Abram said with a grin. [color=3A5057]"When the next guy comes in the room, I'm going to try and get their wand. You'll need it when you get out of this room since there's wards in here. Just keep running and I'll be right behind you, okay?"[/color] His plan was fairly simple, he would take on whatever guard was coming in the room to take Claire and wrestle for his wand, handing it to Claire so she would be armed when she got out of the room. He would trail behind her, in hopes that they would find an exit or at least a place to hide that didn't have wards placed in them.

Not a moment after Abe explained his plan to his partner, the locks at the door clicked. He glanced over at Claire one last time, nodding in preparation of his plan he conjured up.

As the man entered the room and neared the two who were seated up against the wall, Abram began counting down in his head, [color=3A5057]"Three, two... one."[/color] Once the man was in front of Claire, reaching his hand out to her, Abram lunged, tackling him down to the ground. The man was a lot bigger than Abram, but with the surprise attack, the young auror was able to get him on his back. With his hands free, Abram began swinging punches at the man's head. He got two solid hits in, but was soon caught by the rock solid fists of the guard, sending him into a bit of shock.

Recovering quickly from the adrenaline, Abram ricocheted back into action sending an elbow down towards the man, who caught it with his meaty hands. Abram noticed that he was about to shout something, so quickly thinking he slipped his left arm and managed another punch, only allowing the man to gasp out a grunt. Red anger began radiating from the guards eyes as he swiftly and smoothly flipped them, causing Abram to be the one now on his back.

The large man chuckled, knowing he had full control now as he raged one powerful punch downwards at Abram. The blood quickly pour out from the blow but Abram was doing his best to provide time for Claire to get out, but he knew she was still probably waiting on one thing, the wand. That's when he saw it as he laid underneath the gigantic wizard, it was holstered in his belt. Blocking his face as another punch came flying down, he quickly lifted and bent his legs as far up as he could, wrapping them around the guard's arms. His arms were larger than expected as Abe's legs weren't even able to warp around them for too long, but he managed to give himself an opening as he reached for the wand, quickly tossing it over to Claire.

[color=3A5057]"Go!"[/color] He roared as he was preparing himself for another blow.[/indent]