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Courtney Johnson
Courtney followed him out, working her way around the broken pieces of iron. She ran behind him quietly, almost like a shadow would as the day neared an end, making her think about when would be the best time to be attacked. The shadow-manipulator wasn't big-headed, but she was sure that if she could get her shadow to move when the sun was down (and she was sure she could), she could kick some serious butt.
Blue eyes looked from one boy to the other. She would normally be the one asking questions but she didn't think it was a good time.