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He dives down towards them. One of the figures grabs the gemstone horn.

CLAY
That’s not yours to take--

As he barrels towards the gemstone, another of the figures reaches their wand out and up at Clay, a beam of blue light erupting from it like lightning.

He dodges it, but his broom snags a limb of a nearby tree and he comes tumbling to the earth.