(Beverly doesn't see the shield. All she sees is the chuul' deadly claw coming down, followed by a ground-shaking explosion. She cries out, a wounded, wordless sound. The chuul turns towards the sound briefly, but the magic surrounding Lucretia still is apparently a more appetizing draw. With no fear for her own safety, driven only by a determined, wreckless anger, Beverly stumbles back down the hill for Lucretia.
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She can't lose her, not like this.)